Dear Old Maple Tree,

Your branches are so long, your stump so strong.
How long have you lived a top your hill?

Many seasons pass. Your blossoms bloom into leaves bright with green and fall as thin brown sheets. Yet, every year you blossom to reveal the start of spring.
How many springs have you grown to see?

During the harshest of storms, you have never been crippled by the lightening or wind.
Where do you get the strength to stand tall?

But these past years have been different. I have discovered many of your children emerging from the soil. You have grown weak and the new weeds and trees crowd your stump.
So I am writing you this letter because I think this may been your last full season a top your hill. In your life you have taught me so many things.

You stand tall against all forces. You have taught me never to back down.
You grow old, yet never grow dim. You have taught me to always keep life interesting.
And you are giving to your children. Your selflessness and giving nature inspires me.

But the most valuable lesson you have taught me is that actions speak louder than words.