2/3/08

#120--My Tree--The Final Shot...Farewell

Farewell? a long farewell to all my greatness.
This is the state of man; today he puts forth
The tender leaves of hopes, tomorrow blossoms,
And bears his blushing honors thick upon him:
The third day comes a frost, a killing frost,
And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely
His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root,
And then he falls as I do.
- William Shakespeare

4 comments:

Katrina said...

Aww, I will miss your tree! "The tender leaves of hopes"--how perfect.

Inland Empire Girl said...

Bye bye tree... the quote is so perfect.

raymond pert said...

Pleeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssse

Don't cut down the tree! It's a good tree.

Don't say farewell.


Plllllllleeeeeeeeaaaaaaassssssssseee!

MarmiteToasty said...

Goodbye dear tree, with your solid roots firmly planted amongst a wonderful family........ be good and grow even stronger.....

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