Handwritten Words

Melody

There is this tree

This tree isnt normal as others think.

Memories and love happened under this tree.

It's name was Melody.

I didnt name it that just because it popped in my head.

Its name came to be because of it's look of  meaning that it spread.

It's arms would spread big and wide, in it's own way.

It reminded me of the beat to a song 

and how well it sounds.

The leaves would fall down to the ground

Just like music notes playing around.

Again and again in replay,

just like when someone plays a song over and over when having a good day.

I claimed this tree, Melody.

I claimed it with someone special, someone who created good energy.

Under this tree, we created history.

Under this tree named Melody.

Some dont understand the importance of this tree.

When I sit under it,

now alone,

I remember everything and start entering that caution zone.

Feelings come back and tears form in my eyes.

All those tears are under that tree.

Thats where they lie.

Under the tree named Melody.

Memories

Tears

Hope

and more,

All happened under this special tree.

This tree named Melody.