Under the Tree of Memories

"In the land of rolling hills,

Where the sunlight always spills,

Lived a young girl, bright and free,

Roaming the fields endlessly.

One day she chanced upon a tree,

Its branches strong, its leaves a sea,

Of vibrant hues and scents so sweet,

That she couldn't help but stay and meet,

The creatures that called it home,

From the birds that flew and roamed,

To the squirrels that scampered about,

She felt a sense of joy, no doubt.

As the day turned into night,

The girl lay down in the moon's soft light,

And dreamed of a world so bright,

Where nature and beauty were always in sight.

And when she woke with the dawn,

She knew that she had to move on,

But the memories of that special day,

In her heart and mind would forever stay."