The Old Maple Tree

The old maple tree is probably a couple of hundred years old and stands at least 100 feet tall, maybe more. It has been a constant in my life, part...
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Many times, we see the permanence of those things that define us, fading and eroding small particle at a time until there is nothing left but memories and we wonder "Where the **** did it go"? . And every branch that falls takes a memory with it and becomes part of what surrounds us; part of what nurtures us. We are only, if anything, a sum of our experiences.