This is a story of a tree. You have your very own tree. A tree you plan to grow a tree house on, when it matures. You had it since it was little, and its been growing more and more each and every day. You are very happy with your tree, until one winter it froze and mold started spreading within and around the tree. It makes you very sad, thinking its dead or dieing, u decide to up-route the tree that you have come to love. Now a hole is left in its absence. The surrounding grass, lets say spider grass trys to invade the space where the tree once stood like a plague. You think quick and understand that something needs to fill this space. You look around and see some nice looking shrubs and even some flowers. You try and occupy this hole with flowers and shrubs, but you know that they could never grow into a tree that you always desired. Ya they look nice and give you temporary joy but you feel like the hole is still there. You ask around and someone offers you great advice. They tell you that the tree is very strong and can withstand mold if properly cared for, and its not too late. You listen to them, you hurry home and gather up the wilting tree from the trash from where it laid. You replant your tree and to your amazement the advice was right. The tree survived and you learned something very valuable. You see, nothing can replace your tree, a shrub will only grow so much and never hold a tree house. Flowers only look nice but come and go with the seasons. Hold on to your tree, if you have one, be happy, if mold grows, figure out how to care for it. This is an anology for love and i hope you enjoyed it.
Posted on: Fri, 24 Oct 2014 19:31:30 +0000
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