Let There Still Be Roses

 Dear Jesus,

 I read in Isaiah 55 these words:
 “So you will go out with joy, 
and be led forth in peace. 
The mountains and the hills will burst into singing before you 
and all the trees of the fields will clap their hands.
Large cypress trees will grow where thornbushes were.
 Myrtle trees will grow where weeds were.
 These things will be a reminder of the Lord’s promise,
and this reminder will never be destroyed.”

 I love roses on their thorny bushes. 
I love roses and can’t think that heaven on earth could lack them.
 Oh, Jesus…….
Oh, please, Lord say there will still be roses!

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