I have been alive to see many things at least 200 years. My leafs fall and new grows in a cycle. My bark gets older with more rings growing. One day a mysterious fellow comes with a sharp blade. No! I don’t like it one bit! ZIPPPP it goes right through me. My life fading away with every deeper cut. I reached my limit I say to myself as I fall to my fate. My time is over but it was a good life. Like I said… I lived to see many things.