Tree Memories

Tree Memories

A Story by Patrick JL
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Eat, drink, seed and remember.

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Near Pasco, Washington there was a tree. It was the only tree in the area not part of the tree genocide that the early pioneers called “Clearing of the land.”

The tree didn’t know what kind it was. Season after season it stood in its place and did tree things. Many miles to the West there were great forests. Thee tree know didn’t what kind they were either, but did remember once being part of a forest. It was a pleasant tree thought.

When the sun was just right and falling behind the forests people would come to sit by the tree.  They would do very good tree impressions by being silent. They would sit with the tree and watch as another day escaped into twilight and then night. Occasional whispers would come from them and the winds slight gasps.

As darkness fell the humans would sometimes press their lips together and the tree smiled. It remembered tree kisses from long, long ago.

As the people grew closer all the world decided it would be still.  At last, a hand would reach out and touch the tree. “Good bye and thank you” the touch said.

The tree would keep its place waiting for the next sunset and touch. It was what it was meant to do.

© 2015 Patrick JL


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We sometimes trample all over nature thinking that our superior intelligence gives us infinite power over the world we live in. The lonely tree that once belonged to a forest is a perfect representation of man's destructive influence over nature. Still, the tree learned to enjoy man's company as it became a silent observer of their vaguely familiar customs.
“At last, a hand would reach out and touch the tree. “Good bye and thank you” the touch said.” - a ray hope that we could change.
The last paragraph was particularly sad...
Maybe one day we'll learn to share the planet and fight for space.


Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patrick JL

8 Years Ago

Thank You for your kind thoughs



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I thought that was beautiful, I really liked it!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patrick JL

8 Years Ago

There really is a Pasco, WA. There really is a tree standing alone. And although I never enjoyed hu.. read more
We sometimes trample all over nature thinking that our superior intelligence gives us infinite power over the world we live in. The lonely tree that once belonged to a forest is a perfect representation of man's destructive influence over nature. Still, the tree learned to enjoy man's company as it became a silent observer of their vaguely familiar customs.
“At last, a hand would reach out and touch the tree. “Good bye and thank you” the touch said.” - a ray hope that we could change.
The last paragraph was particularly sad...
Maybe one day we'll learn to share the planet and fight for space.


Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Patrick JL

8 Years Ago

Thank You for your kind thoughs

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Added on April 25, 2015
Last Updated on April 26, 2015
Tags: tree, kiss, remember, sunset, forest

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Patrick JL
Patrick JL

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