The Old Trunk

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Wherever I walk, my eyes are always drawn to trees. In my country, acacia trees stand tall and firm. The roots are huge and many times, people stop by under the tree and sit upon the roots. The canopies are, of course, a respite of a shade from the sun, scorching on summer's day. Then there are the mango trees, seems almost every homeowner's choice as the home tree. Needless to say, the mango fruit is very expensive. This morning, I stopped right under a tree at Buendia Avenue, on a red light. Right to my right , as I turned my head, was a huge, old trunk that instantly caught my attention. The bark was like interwoven that I scrambled for my cellphone to capture the image. Probably nothing to it but still, for me, trees have life and they have stood witness to many of us passing by, on the very same ground. This tree must have seen so much sadness. Do not worry, Tree, I'll whisper hello to you evey time I pass by.