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Pamela As a Life of a Tree




As the trees begin as twigs, so did Pamela begin as a little girl.
She never thinks herself as like a tree but she is to a point.
Each have to mature and grow strong.
Each have to have a time of nurturing and freely growing as they should.
There is a responsibility that each must bear.
This is to sprout their limbs and soar as the eagles.
Knowing, as the Lord gives them the purpose of doing things well they are happy.
Trees are cut down from time to time as we all know.
They are  used for many different things.
The same is true of Pamela; in respect that in time she will be cut down; in  a word.
The Lord will one day require her soul and from there she will cease to exists.
Yes, each have the same similarities as the other but more profound are they for Pamela.
I believe that Pamela rejoices with each new day as it arrives so does she.
Not to perfection here for that will happen at another time.
But as the days come and go she has made an invaluable use of her time and she is grateful to God for the privilege.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2014)







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