The special childhood tree…


The linden.

I had to lean outside my rooms window to see you. Your strong yet elegant branches used to softly touch the window panes.  The sweet  aroma of your flowers was addictive and soothing.

Your golden crown was a constant reminder of summer days full of humming bees and happily chirping birds. I spent my holidays in your shadow.  I used to play under your sheltering branches.

Around you I was the closest to nature and primal ghosts of the olden days.

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