The Giants Tree Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

Deep within the forest,
There stood as tall as can be,
A lovely oak with leaves so green,
They called it the Giants tree,
We played there,
Back when we were young,
It was a special place,
There beneath the summer sun,
Not a moment would we waste.
We'd build a den from branches and leaves,
It was our woodland home,
Losing track of time back then,
So happily we'd roam.
Birds flew all about us,
We so loved it there,
Summer days were great back then,
Such fun without a care.

Jayne Louise Davies