When winter comes into our lives
With its uncertain sound,
To strip us of our warmth and joy,
Our petals on the ground,
We may be tempted to give up;
To fold beneath life's storm.
We may be tempted to forsake
The hope which keeps us warm.
But, we must learn to stand up tall;
To always face the sun
And patiently await the day
When winter's work is done.
For winter winds will cease to howl,
The snows will melt away,
Then we shall see the beauty of
Another summer's day.
And we will have renewed our strength
When summer's wind first blows,
For God will whisper once again
The promise of a rose.
~ Glenda Fulton Davis
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