
Even after a couple of frosty November mornings and cold nights, my little rosebush keeps pushing out roses. It will not give up. A lesson for all of us!
Beyond the Mist
Beyond the mist the sun is smiling
Waiting for the fog to lift
The cool damp blanket of morning dew
Hanging on every stick
The flowers drink in the fluid of life
Standing shiny and slick
Lifting their petals in thanks to God
For the refreshing drink he gives
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When the fog sets in and clouds your view
Accept it with gratitude
Consider it a time of healing
Before the sun bursts through
In those inner moments as things close in
Our view is not quite clear
Let faith grow strong and cement our bond
We know a new and better day is near
Photo: Dwight L. Roth