Forgiveness is a red rose bud
standing tall, proud, and majestic.
Beware of her thorns
of self protection.
They will slice you
like the sharpest saber.
Her closed rosette is
our reluctance to give
out rays of mercy. Why do we
hold on to our grudges
and petty jealousies?
Each petal must be gently
opened to the light, one by one,
just as each nasty word
and horrible deed must
be discarded and forgotten.
The bud when it is opened
is forgiveness in full bloom,
lovely to the eye,
fragrant to the nose,
melodious to the ear,
and heavenly to our
Spirit.
Forgiveness is a rosebud
often neglected,
seldom understood,
but always
blessed by God.
Search long and hard for her.
Once she is in your arms,
never let her out of
your sight. She is a
beautiful red
rose yearning to become
a bouquet.





































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