The Thing In The Back Garden

When you're young,
you spend a lot of time with friends.
Not me.
I preferred the company of only myself.

I'd sit in the garden for hours,
my imagination painting a whole new world just for me.
But this thing was not from my mind,
it was new and sat at the back of the garden.

Curiosity seeped through me as i timidly got closer,
it was spikey to touch but intriguing.
It didn't attack me or growl,
it just stood about taller than me swaying gently to nature's tune.

It was cute, so i asked it to dance.
Grabbing hold of its thin branches i began swaying and twirling myself,
around it like the earth around the sun.

We danced and it was so much fun,
i wanted to show him to mummy and daddy,
but his body was sealed to the ground so he could not move.

This made me very sad,
but i promised him i'd always come out and dance after nursery.
i kept this promise, well...that was until we moved house.