Sitting On Top Of The World

As a kid, I wanted a tree house. I dreamt about building one by myself. A secret hideout where I could hang out, read, play make believe. In my mind's eye, I imagined every aspect of the little space. There was a sense of power sitting high above the ground, looking down on my minions below (smile). And if someone wanted to visit, they would have to pay a fee. Perhaps it would be the headquarters for my secret society. Somehow, my tree house never materialized. Years later, I got around to painting one. Hey, want to join my secret society?

My tree house entitled "Sitting On Top Of The World" and the poem I wrote for it:

A tree house built with love and care
A magical place for memories to share
As a child sitting on top of the world
Imagination soared and what stories I told!