Plant memories
At Autumn leaves fall and be swept away. One tree standing there since long time ago. It was remembering its first spring when was green and blooming. At that time a little boy used to stare at it wondering “what is the feeling of that tree?”.
Somehow he could communicate with the tree, and used to speak with it about his joys and sorrows. After years the tree was waiting for the little boy to come but he never showed up. After a while a man passed by and stared at it wondering “how after all these years that tree is still the same witnessing my childhood, youth and maturity”.
The tree couldn’t remember him; may it is suffering of Alzheimer or simply it is dying. He sits under it like usual asking “what if I was a tree”. At the same time the tree wondered “what if it was a human”. Is it going to be good or is it that way better?” . This question remained unanswered. He stood up and walked his way.
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