Beautiful and heartfelt poem, @ericvancewalton. I keep the first and last stanzas. Memories invade our air daily and return as aromas. There in front of us is a present that awaits us, as we look back at that tree of errors that grows, that makes us wiser and more human. Our days pass and we praise what we were, are and will be. No matter how tall the tree may be, it could never deny its roots. Nice day for you.