I wish they'd left me someplace where I could see the sky in the summer. Even in the winter, it's mostly branches. The winter is hard sometimes but I don't feel too much.

They could have left me in the water; some of us were left in the water and I don't know what became of them. They left most of us on land. The only one near is over by the rock, and it's been a long time since I could get his attention. Of course, it's been years since I tried.

They could have left me face-down. That would have been bad. Things could be a lot worse. I wouldn't want to be in the water.

The spring and summer are nice. The animals all come by and the light is beautiful. One of these years I'll be entirely covered by leaves. I'll miss the light.