I
have been here long enough to see the same trees turn their leaves from
green to yellow to red. I have seen them shed these leaves in Autumn,
holding on until they must let go and fall afar, waiting to be crushed
under. And then came spring and pink blooms are bursting, competing with
each other to be seen. But this tree here? It's a slow one. It's
struggling. But it's here. The branches are up high but the shadow
still fits in all the right places, all the damned right places.Who
thought trees go through emotional phases like you do?
