#WritcoPoemPrompt52

Not much friends I have
but of abundance,
no ends I have,
whenever there's a dark night,
climbing my tree house, feel right
under a million star's light
to feel free, and to hide
staring at the sky brings questions,
that i don't want answers of,
winds touching my face,
feeling grateful of universe's grace
some memories we just don't wanna replace
things feel...