Identity ?

I light a cigarette the other day, and when I put it outTwenty odd years had past. Time to raise a family almost half of my life neatly rolled in a uniform package light on fire and up in smoke . Forever gone, A few ashes, and memories are all that are left. Imagine if each day when I woke, instead of living in a coma had I gone out and planted a tree. I could look back now and see my forest cut a few down and make my children homes in witch they could one day raise there families. My children and my grandchildren could say,, these house were a gift from a kind and loving man,. Built with his two hands from wood in our forest. but instead, my children will say “ when I was a kid my dad was a smoker” Is this to be my legacy? Forever I will have been a smoker in all there years when they were young,, forever I will have been a smoker when I too was younger. I still have time to plant some trees, thou now I may not live long enough to see my forest. There are so many things I could

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