i suppose
you’d find it hard
to believe
that
at my age
i can
easily
climb
to
my treehouse
but
i can
and
do
it’s where
i go
to be alone
with
my thoughts
trying to
make sense
of
the senseless
or
finish a dream
that
i didn’t want
to end
i’ve been going there
for years
whenever life
becomes chaotic
or
just too depressing
for words
i go there
for
a little
r&r
now
if for some reason
you can’t recall
your childhood
treehouse
or
hiding place
you may want
to increase
your cognitive load
and
reconstruct it
you’d be surprised
how much
magical healing
is
still there
This gave me a middle-of-the-night smile. I’ve always had a “special place,” even as a child. My sister said I was always spacey – maybe one of my special places is half way to the moon. LOL