#WritcoStoryPrompt6
I can never forget the joyous days of my childhood, especially the summer when all we did was swim in the river or lie on it's edge

Where we counted all seasons and waited for the fruit to bloom so that we could climb trees and eat plenty of it, We were so small and fragile but that never kept us from doing what we love climbing trees. We'd count every apples we got and share them, and hide others from our friends. Our stomachs would bug because of so much fruit.

I could never forget our lovely winter where we would catch snow from the sky and our mothers would scold us so much, we're adults now we cannot climb trees, we've reached our years together and we'll watch our children and theirs climb trees. They'll tease us like we did to our patents.

I remember when we went to the park the first time we got bullied and we cried alot but that never kept us from going there it was so fun it was like we fitted in nicely, oh I remember those olden days with you. Now that we're old all we do is watch tv and have tea but soon my love we'll be watching our kids do what we did

© Sinothando Gigi ❤️