My Apple Tree

I have an apple tree, an its dying. I've tried everything I can to save it, but no matter what I do it still keeps on dying, It makes me so sad. Every time we drive by it when we are coming or going, Braxton sees it and says, "Apple tree? Dying?" And I say "ya, the apple tree is dying. That makes momma sad." Yesterday, after this exchange, he said, "Kiss it (the tree) better! Muah! All better. No sad, mamma." I thought that was cute. And oh, if only it were that easy.