Snap!
The wind was blowing in the air
The owls with a death-like stare
The water flowing down below
As calm, as a young doe
My legs hanging off the tree
In the wind, free as could be
I lay there on my branch
Overlooking my granddad’s ranch
After an hour that seemed like a day
My branch slowly, died away
Then after I thought I heard a crack
2 minutes later…
SNAP!