Our yard used to be our childhood kingdom, where I spent almost all my fun hours. Even right now I can picture every detail of its great trees and colorful flowers, which were covering all the little gardens. The smell of spring narcisses and vivid roses was spread in the early hours of the day. In the heart of the yard was the old berry tree. Each summer the berries have different taste; once they were sweet and once they were juicy. The branches hold the fruits like a mother protecting her children and these branches were majestically embracing the sky; providing a shade for hot summer days. My brother had a tendency to climb these branches up to reach the sweetest berries that were exposed to the rays of sun. In that moment young birds started tweeting, feeling they were insecure in their light nest. In front of the berry tree was our small shallow pool. We never kept fish in that blue pool, as “Jingle” , our cat was a real hunter; therefore the fountain was excavated and it changed to our swimming pool. We still have this yard and whenever I look at it , I see a small girl between the flowers, ruling her own kingdom.
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نویسنده: آراد کریمیپور