
A DOZEN ROSES.
I got a dozen roses
From a friend the other day;
But I only have 1 left,
For I gave them all away.
I gave one to my sister,
Who to me is very dear,
In hopes that it will bring to her
A little floral cheer.
I took one to a friend
Who's not feeling very well:
The flower or the visit--
Which helped more I could not tell.
One went to a friend
I haven't known for very long
She struggles, so in some small way,
I hope this helps her carry on.
The rest went to the ones
Who've helped me in so many ways;
They have been a cheerful presence
On my dreary days.
The Roses were so pretty
I just could not keep them all
Except one single bud standing
Beautiful and tall.
My friend gave me the flowers
To help brighten up my day,
But the biggest joy I received,
Was giving them away.
~~Author Unknown.~~

THE ROSE.
It is only a tiny rosebud-
A flower of God's design;
But I cannot unfold the petals
With these clumsy hands of mine.
The secret of unfolding flowers
Is not Known to such as I -
The flower God opens so gently
In my hands would fade and die.
If I cannot unfold a rosebud,
This flower of God's design,
How can I have wisdom
To unfold this life of mine?
So I'll trust in Him for His leading
Each moment of every day,
And I'll look to Him for His guidance
Each step of the pilgrim way.
For the pathway that lies before me
My heavenly Father knows -
I'll trust Him to unfold the moments
Just as he unfolds the rose.
AMEN.
~~Author Unknown.~~

THE FRIENDSHIP OF A ROSE.
It's sad to find a thorn
When looking for a rose.
And sad for someone to refuse
The friendship one day they might use.
Friendship is a flower
That a few times grows.
If it appears in your garden
Preserve it for life.
~~Author Unknown.~~

ROSES FOR ROSE.
Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.
The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door.
The card said, "Be my Valentine," like all the years before.
Each year he sent her roses, and the note would always say,
"I love you even more this year, than last year on this day.
"My love for you will always grow, with every passing year."
She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.
She thought, he ordered roses in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know, that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early, way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.
She trimmed the stems, and placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours, in her husband's favorite chair.
While staring at his picture, and the roses sitting there.
A year went by, and it was hard to live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour, as on Valentines before,
The doorbell rang, and there were roses, sitting by her door.
She brought the roses in, and then just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she asked him, if he would explain,
Why would someone do this to her, causing her such pain?
"I know your husband passed away, more than a year ago,"
The owner said, "I knew you'd call, and you would want to know."
"The flowers you received today, were paid for in advance."
"Your husband always planned ahead, he left nothing to chance."
"There is a standing order, that I have on file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance, you'll get them every year.
There also is another thing, that I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card...he did this years ago."
"Then, should ever, I find out that he's no longer here,
That's the card...that should be sent, to you the following year."
She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking, as she slowly reached to get the card.
Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence, this is what he wrote...
"Hello my love, I know it's been a year since I've been gone,
I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome."
"I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real.
For if it was the other way, I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say, you were the perfect wife."
"You were my friend and lover, you fulfilled my every need.
I know it's only been a year, but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy, even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be sent to you for years."
"When you get these roses, think of all the happiness,
That we had together, and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on, you have some living still."
"Please...try to find happiness, while living out your days.
I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year, and they will only stop,
When your door's not answered, when the florist stops to knock."
"He will come five times that day, in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt,
To take the roses to the place, where I've instructed him,
And place the roses where we are, together once again.
~~Author Unknown.~~

IF ROSES GREW IN HEAVEN.
If Roses grow in Heaven,
Lord please pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my Mother's arms
and tell her they're from me.
Tell her I love her and miss her,
and when she turns to smile,
place a kiss upon her cheek
and hold her for awhile.
Because remembering her is easy,
I do it every day,
but there's an ache within my heart
that will never go away.
~~Author Unknown.~~

PARABLE OF THE ROSE.
A certain man planted a rose and watered it faithfully and before it
blossomed, he examined it. He saw the bud that would soon blossom, but
noticed thorns upon the stem and he thought, "How can any beautiful
flower come from a plant burdened with so many sharp thorns?"
Saddened by this thought, he neglected to water the rose, and before it
was ready to bloom, it died.
So it is with many people. Within every soul there is a rose. The God
like qualities planted in us at birth growing amid the thorns of our
faults. Many of us look at ourselves and see only the thorns, the
defects. We despair, thinking that nothing good can possibly come from
us. We neglect to water the good within us, and eventually it dies. We
never realize our potential.
Some people do not see the rose within themselves; someone else must
show it to them. One of the greatest gifts a person can possess is to be
able to reach past the thorns and find the rose within others.
This is the characteristic of love--to look at a person and know their
true faults. Accepting that person into your life, while recognizing the
nobility in their soul. Help them to realize that they can overcome
their faults. If we show them the rose, they will conquer their thorns.
Only then will they blossom many times over.
Our duty in this world is to help others by showing them their roses and
not their thorns. Only then can we achieve the love we should feel for
each other; only then can we bloom in our own garden.
2 c. firmly packed fragrant rose petals (about 15 large
roses, wash and pat dry)
1 c. tea leaves
Pre heat oven to 200. Place rose petals on an ungreased baking sheet.
Leaving oven door slightly open, dry petals in
oven for 3 to 4 hours or until completely dry, stirring occasionally.
In a food processor, fitted with steel blade,
process rose petals and tea leaves until finely chopped.
Store in airtight container.
To brew tea: Place 1 teaspoon tea for each 8 ounces of water in a
warm teapot. Bring water to a boil and
pour over tea. Steep 5 minutes. Stir and strain. Serve
hot or chilled. Serves 3
Collect pesticide free rose petals. Rinse under warm water and blot
dry. Fill ice cube tray half full with water and
freeze. Place a rose petal on each cube, cover with a teaspoon of
water; freeze again. Fill cubes completley with
water and freeze, remove from trays.