The tree is bent, like a person spent, dropping at an angle, some branches still dangle. Do its roots mingle with another? Making each other stronger. or sharing worldly bother, like a brother with a brother. The old tree has some nest(s), can still provide shade for rest. In the past, it’s been through many tests, tall and leafy-the very best. Does it think what will happen? A heavy breeze may leave it shaken; will it be cut and its wood taken, but it’s not yet broken. An old man walks under an old tree, both seem to say-you and me, have been around and seen it all, good-bad, zeniths and falls. Is it time to go? We don't yet know. But when the call comes, let us be ready to welcome.
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