A tree.
A symbol of joy.
An expression of giving.
A beacon of light in a dimming world.
A magnet for those who feel an absence of love.
A man who once stood for what this tree now represents.
A birth that we celebrate, a death we appreciate, a life He now cultivates.
A man who hung from a tree so rugged, now offers His life to world that is ragged.
A love.
A life.
A tree.
Nick Poole 
Love that! Beautiful.. Libby 🙂
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