Traveling along a concrete road
until the pavement turned to grass
and the grass turned to dirt.
Just when the land turned barren and bland
an abandoned park stood rusty and proud.
Little Jessica walked along that dirt path
not minding the hot sun
or how her backpack got heavier with every step.
When she finally reached
that abandoned park
Little Jessica played in the slide
and swung on the swings
that creaked with every rock.
She bored soon and left
that barren park
going to the one sign of life
A sorrowful tree, with no leaves left
stood near that abandoned park.
Little Jessica, feet scuffing the dirt
went to this poor alone tree.
From her backpack, Little Jessica
pulled paper upon paper out.
With bits of string and tiny fingers
Little Jessica attached every single strip of paper
to the branches of that leafless tree
as high and far as she could reach
until the dry branches could no longer be seen.
When she was done
Little Jessica surveyed her work,
proud of the job she had done.
Then she sat on the roots of the tree
grabbed a pen and paper,
and wrote something down in messy writing.
Once it was written, she stood
and looked at her tree
with happiness abound in her face.
Sticking her paper on the tree,
Little Jessica packed everything up
and left her leafless tree.
Behind her she left
her dry tree of paper
and a sign on it that said
in childish writing:
"The Wishing Tree"