The Rainbow and the Rose

Seven roses for seven days! 

Now they're over, I go my ways; 

With me the thought of the good week goes-- 

Every day was a rainbow rose. 

The white rose blows in your own dear heart, 

And the black in mine, now we have to part. 

E. Nesbit  

1905

When

When things are bad ~

that leaves room to grow.

When things bother you ~

that encourages you to learn to deal

and explore other possibilities.

When you hit the bottom ~ 

you can soar to the top.

When it feels that all is closing around you ~ 

it is because room is opening for new blessings.

Written on May 17, 2009

when I was unable to attend

my college graduation

due to a back injury.