Looking up, I observed one solitary leaf that remained on a spindly branch of an old oak tree. And as winter’s frigid winds blew against it twisting it this way and that, I thought that it was either committed to holding on as long as it could or it was afraid to let go.
-Craig D. Lounsbrough
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