LIFE IS A BED OF ROSES

Life, they say, is a bed of roses
and I suppose it is true.
Consider the thorns as crosses
the blooms, joys that are due.

It has its time and season
as roses obviously have.
They both have their reasons
for which they need to strive.

Roses adorn the garden
delighting the human eye.
Life perfumes heaven
delighting God most high.

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