Blue Spruce
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Christmas
Trees
Their silvery-blue scented needles fragrance and permeate freshness. Billions of years
preceding The Christ, trees naturalized. Six to eight centuries of living. Oh, Spruce with
perfect shape. See how people steal your life in your prime. Little trees die.
You will never grow to live life to fullness? Man must look around and think!
before cutting young blue spruce down. If tree life abounds, all life thrives.
God made tree genes before Adam formed from the dust. Replenish!
Man must understand to survive! The Colorado Rockies and
the Utah timberlands displayed splendid sights. BEFORE
thousands, of strong trees were chopped to the ground.
Each year, across God's lands around the world
mankind celebrates Jesus Christ's birth. Spruce
trees face a familiar plight. Guiltless, they are
crucified, chopped down. have perfect lives
stripped from the earth. Two feet. Four feet.
Six feet. And more. Cut down in their
prime. Meanwhile man makes a few
dimes. I guess folks just don't
realize, as trees stand decorated
on their floors, Potential dies.
No chance to grow twenty-five feet wide, thriving on God's rich land. No Chance to be a
hundred and fifteen feet of blue tinted magnificence with a pretty pointed top reaching up to
God
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2009
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