Descriptive Show Dont Tell
The woven fabric stained the skin after hours of playing
The rusted metal that is framing the fabric shook after every joyful jump.
Old metal poles held the ripped net that secured me for years.
Tall trees that provided me with shade during the hot summers,
are now coated in moss.
Crows cried after seconds of complete silence.
Foot odor wreaked on the occasional days when friends were playing with me.
Merriment was indeed a phenomenon on the trampoline
Never will it be enjoyable again,
Because of time.