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The old buckeye tree
A Story by debileah
just a little story
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The old buckeye tree still stands on Elm Street and Park Avenue. Out in back of the alley of my house, she stands five trunks wide and she's grown so very tall. Soon the time will come to cut her down. When she was young her branches were strong, now she's withering away with age. Her home use to be an old lover's lane, now they call it "Beer Can Alley". If trees could talk she'd have so many stories to tell. She remembers well when she lived in the woods, in the days of her youth from just a seedling.
Then as time went by she grew roots and sprung forth from the ground, nesting birds in her branches, and a home for many a frolicking squirrel. The old buckeye tree stood through the test of time, when as the winds of time did change. Houses sprung up on all four sides, and the alley became her new found home. They once built a garage beside her, which housed the "Krempa Constuction Company". They worked in sandstone and cement, paving sidewalks and streets, and foundations for homes. She stood the test of time once again. The business eventually folded and over the years she still stands. Just an old tree in the middle of the city, she still brings forth her buckeyes each spring. She's weathered rainstorms, lightning, thunder and heavy snowfalls. She's still a beautiful tree when she's in full bloom. I'm really going to miss her and the stories she could tell. For when the tree cutter's come for her tomorrow, it will be a sad day for this old woman's memory. I'd much rather she fell by natures hand than that of a man.
© 2008 debileah