Memories

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She looked out and saw that tree stump

It brought back those memories

The green grass where she had her first play set

And right in front of her yard, where she first rode a bike


As she grew older, many young men were introduced to the tree

There were gatherings of truth or dare

They were all exploring the unexplored

All in the laughter of adolescence 


The years passed as fast as the leaves fell

There were the little one on one meetings under this tree

These were a bit more serious, rather than playful

These were the days that love began to blossom


One day in the middle of a summer night, he brought her there

He said, "I have one last truth and dare.

The truth is that I have a ring, and I dare you to say yes"

She accepted under that aging tree, and the truth was that she loved that tree


Months later those wedding bells rang

The tree flourished in the beautiful pink flowers as the ceremony went on below it

As the last "I Do's" were said, the magnificent white doves were released

But to no ones notice, a lone mourning dove sang quietly in the distance


Years later she looked out her window and saw a little seedling next to the tree

Just then she felt a little kick in her abdomen and she knew it was time

After many painful hours came a lovely baby boy

She didn't sleep that night as she stayed up with the newborn


Time wore on, and little Hunter began to grow up

Life was perfect for her family

Until one day, those leaves turned brown a little too early

She walked outside and saw a note saying "I'm sorry" in her husbands handwriting


Needless to say, she never saw him again

As time passed, more and more leaves fell

Eventually the tree was brought down in a storm

And all that remained was a little stump


Her life seemed dead to her as she cradled little Hunter, but everything would always remain in her heart

And the tree, which now also was consumed by death, would always remain in the ground, where it all started

She looked out and saw that tree stump

And it brought back those memories


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