Life's Anecdotes

We've been blessed with a soul
And as we are trees of life
Each day we grow up tall
In this existence of strife

All the plus and minus engraved in
Our bark made of every day's layer
The lifeblood streaming within
Till the inevitable cut-off by the slayer

In the end we'd just be mere woods
Useful for the reaper's fire on winter
But depending on the quality of goods
We could be kept better in the shelter

We'd gain a rightful place on the shelf
As we are fully written soulful books
A collection of Life's Anecdotes itself
Following the deeds and how one brooks

So here are a few samples
To entertain your curiosity
Little random examples
Snippets of alternate reality