Wish I Was Here Poem by christina weinke

Walking throwed the smooth blues water crashing together making love for each other. Going in the deep waves unil i see my light. The bright yellow sun shines on me. When i come out of the waves. Stepping my feet on the soft green grass. Over there i see a brown tree with beautiful color of flowers. I run to that pretty tree. Smell the flowers. Sweet smell of vanilla. Climbing the branches to reach high top. To see the amazing sunset of oranges yellows pinks. Sitting on the branch feeling the cool wind in my body. Closing my eyes, Wishing one day. Ill stay here forever.