Daily Archives: February 12, 2011

Today You Are Six Still Many More

Wow! Today you are six
You not to long ago were still only three
Soon you will be growing into a young women like me
My gosh this is such a scary thought you actually growing old enough and maturer now where you have understood helpin with your sisters somehow
Where has time gone it has flown like the wind
the spirits of adolescense,beauty and youth are begining to move in soon you’ll be in high school attending your first dance then off to college and maybe even a sweet romance where has time gone it hasnt been too long your growing so fast in front of my eyes it takes me a minute to lool around to realize
Happy birthday girl I am proud of you
you’ve come this far lets travel on some more
I can say as a mother would
I am proud to be your mother and to have a child like you

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Trees of life

You look deep into the valley
looking through the brown thicket of the fields and forests
you look up and you see there are many sticks of branches reachin as far through the sky climbing there branches of stairs into heaven
You look down and you watch the roots of the lives past birrying themselves down into the dark cold ground and down into the center of the earth
Here I speak of trees Trees make images into my head that makes me think of all the lost souls who make their way to sit next to the lords throne and all the lost souls of the deep dark side of Satan burrying into the firey flames and volcanos of earth
together creating creation and the system of life With the brown bark shaving and pealing away showing the ageing and extent of how many lost souls that tree has seen
The grass and fields growing at the foot and spreading many miles and acres of the land makes you see the future ahead showing the era of the new growth ahead of the new lives and the youth to come still on the way
You scope out the land with the history behind and you see the scars of fossil and other natural things that portray its own life story of wars, or fires or trouble that’s come begining to cry in horror of all this truth you fold your hands and begin to pray for the hope of a new and better tomorrow for yourself and all the souls still to come

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