The Tree

After I gave birth to my second daughter, the window of my bedroom of Auntie and Uncle's garden house looked right upon this mighty tree. I watched it for hours, days, weeks and month, seasons passing by. We lived here for 2 years, until our little home was ready built. (Grateful forever). Later on we buried our dog of 18 years underneath it. A horse names Bali stood over Nelson's grave, under the tree, when it rained... I LOVE 'our' TREE...


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