By Haley Keil

I stand there staring

a tree so tall I cannot see the top

shinning beads of light scattered on never ending branches

emitting memories

smells of freshly baked muffins

gooey chocolate chips and pumpkin spice

my mother smiling from the kitchen

licking frosting from our fingertips

the sound of my best friends laugh

the warmth of my childhood cat

memories captured in time

enveloped in tiny crystals

clinging to branches

the excitement from my first swim meet and dance performance

the feeling of rain and a good book

I keep them here

in my tree of glittering diamonds

memories captured from days gone by