There is a place in which I can find
M e

Me alone and
F r e e .

Free from anything and
E v e r y t h I n g

A place of ultimate
S a f e t y

Through that window I
S e e,

My safe haven, a place where I become a
R e f u g e e .

A house of my
O w n

It is like my
B a c k b o n e,

It keeps me
S t e a d y.

When I’m in
N e e d

It is my tree house that I
S e e k

To shelter me from the turmoil
O u t s i d e .

It was where I bellowed my first
C r i e s

As I toppled down that long green
S l i d e

Oh yes, I remember that
R i d e ,

As a smile it
B e g a n

But the faster and faster it
R a n !

Tears dropped on that
S l i d e,

As they would for many
R i d e s

As the years went by, went
B y

But it wasn’t that slide, or those swings on which I thought I could
F l y

But it was that house among the tress that I
S o u g h t

A place of solitude where I could release my
T h o u g h t s .

A small square all made from
W o o d

With one lone window behind which I
S t o o d

From there I saw the world from a different point of
V I e w

As I looked beyond that
S k y

All my problems would
A r I s e

Past that sky
T o o

It was pure
S e r e n i t y

As I sat there I became at
H a r m o n y,

With everything around
M e,

Going on inside of
M e .

It didn’t matter the
S e a s o n,

I would go to my tree house, it didn’t need a
R e a s o n .

The drip of rain on cool spring
D a y s

The colored leaves that danced off their trees into my
S a n c t u a r y

The winter snow, it’s graceful flow as it joined me in my
R o o m

But it is those summer days that I still
C r a v e

Every flower in
B l o o m

Every bird in
S o n g

It felt as if nothing could ever go
W r o n g

An escape from
S o c i e t y

It was my
S a n c t i t y

And now when I look out that
W i n d o w

The tree house is no
M o r e

But the memories shall never
D i e

Now I watch as the story begins for someone
N e w

I watch as the years go by, go by,
Go….