#WritcoPoemPrompt52
Write a poem on "A tree house"
© Mad World 2020.


Socially awkward, only child,
Different to everyone else, by a mile.
That's how she felt as she sat on the curb, does anyone care,
Will she ever be heard?
Lacking in confidence, misunderstood,small and unnoticed, she wished someone would,
If only they'd listen, she looked everywhere,
But she felt she would never find someone to care.
She went to see grandpa, she sat on his knee, he told her to go to the big garden tree.
Lonely and awkward, as quiet as a mouse, her heart filled with joy as she saw the tree house.
Grandpa had built it especially for her.
Grandpa did...