Jonathan's mountain

Jonathan loved oak trees..
Not just any oak tree
Only this one
Cause it was a really special one..

It was so tall
soaring high in the sky
And he could see his friend
his friend - Emma - walk by

Emma was so special..
He could tell
She would wave at him
every single time without fail..

Her bus came early
before any other buses came in..
But Emma always looked bright and happy
Determined to take it all in..

her hands flailed in excitement when the bus came
And she wore the most beautiful smile on her face so lit
she wanted to speak thousands of words
But none of them really made it..

She straightened her backpack
and stumbled on the steps
and joined a bunch of kindred souls
welcoming her with loud claps

"bye my sweet friend"
said Jonathan "Have a good time.."
"your mountain is waiting.."
"and so is mine.."

"Oh, I so want to fly to you"
He said looking at his broken wing
"When you come back"
"I will wait for you sure thing"

Jonathan lived on a tree
a beautiful Oak tree..

He loved oak trees..
Not just any oak tree
Only this one
Cause it was a really special one..