Tree of Life

Just a thought!

When I was young, I planted a tree

We talked a little each day

We'd stand around and shoot the breeze

Till I got old and grey
A sudden wind blew the mighty tree

and many limbs were tossed
The leaves, were etched with familiar names
of loved ones I had lost    

My tree, a lifetime journal, kept the names I would meet

A gust of wind came along and laid them at my feet
Each one held a memory, hidden in my past

Every leaf, a special moment, better than the last
The last contained a forgotten memory, and cut me like a knife,
An old man muttered,
 "Cherish every moment son, these are the best years of your life"
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"Tree of Life"

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