The Rose

    Endure

the thorns        to smell the  

     sweetness of the        rose Endure the         

tide to see the glitter    of the shells Endure

                        the night to feel the renewed warmth of the     sun Endure

           the risk to experience the   joy of love Beauty comes through pain

         Strength  comes through      struggle Light comes    after dark Hope

           comes after      despair.  There is no view with   out a climb

No knowledge   without study No peace without  war There are

  No diamonds   without pressure There is no     gold without heat No

   life without labor   No spring without winter   No grace without mistakes

Sometimes you have to    fall before you can rise Sometimes you have to hurt

       before you can heal     Sometimes you have to cry before you can smile

again Sometimes   you have to break  before you can be made

                   whole Without the bitter can you  appreciate the sweet?

                        Without the journey what is life worth? Without

       the climb how is the view valued?   With

out thorns who would

     prize the rose?