Haiku winter

The Brave Rose

Delayed is not denied.

Sometimes, when it snows

I think about the brave rose

buried half alive.

Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.

Proverbs 13:12

By davidsdailydose

I'm just a regular guy who was
tempted to lose all hope but did not. It was God who made the difference.

7 replies on “The Brave Rose”

Oh this is a perfect fit to what I discovered in my flower bed yesterday. The last traces of snow had finally melted away and I noticed the brilliant green of daffodil leaves beginning to push through the soil. How this happens each February in ice and below freezing temps never ceases to amaze me.

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