Up in trees by Andra.

                     

I like to look down from a tree,
staring at people playing,
like ants scavenging for food.

I like to touch,
the brown rough bark,
from tall, swaying trees.

I like to sniff,
the leaves from the evergreens,
reminding me of Christmas trees.

I like to taste,
the snacks i bring up to the tree,
crackers, apples and ice cream.

I like to dream,
that if I fall from the tree,
I will float and fly in the sky.