A girl dug in the ground at 12 o’clock beside her house.
She placed in the ground the sound of her granny laughing, all her cousins, friends and her family voice.
She placed in the ground gymnastics, dancing and discos with her friends.
She placed in the ground the sadness of her granny dying, and when she forgot her teddy in Mayo.
She placed in the ground the happiness of spending time with her cousins in the sea and the lake.
She placed in the ground a picture of her family.
Then a forest grew, beside her house of her wonderful life.
Every tree of flower would be a memory, happy or sad.