'ingrained'
Trees are ingrained
they withstand tough conditions
to provide cover
Though we don’t always nurture them
they just keep on toiling
because God saw it fit
to add them to the realm
Imagine if we were the trees
the way we react to situations,
adverse times and things
Would we be able to stand and toil?
Like those embedded trees?
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Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2012
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