Editor’s Note: This is an Evangelical Press Association award winning poem.
God gave me a rose,
A delicate thing and beautiful,
Trembling in the breath of God,
Tearful in the showered rain.
God gave me a rose,
A bloom to nurture, love, and hold,
So fragile in form and air,
With roots clinging to the Lord.
I prayed for a flower,
And God in grace gave me you
To cultivate in loving soil
And steady as a cane in growing.
God gave me a rose,
And lo you came in a garland,
Rosy in the summer sun,
Eternal as the written word.
Read “In Sickness, Never Health: A Mutual Marriage,” about the poet and his wife.
