Apr 22, 2005 19:44
Tree oh Tree
Oscar and I decided to talk a walk outside with the sun setting and a captain and coke in my hand. When we got to the end the drive way I sat and talked to Oscar and I told him this is where I grew up. We both looked up (Well I did at least) and just looked at the trees. Trees were so artistic in the way they swayed with every gust of wind. The place I grew up and the neighbor I grew up with has so many stories and times the trees have seen. Trees can speak a million words and tell you stories forever.
Love your trees and neighbors.
Brem