THE ROSE BUSH ON JANE LANE

I had to be about yea high when I tottled out onto
that side porch of the old rickety house on Jane Lane.

Obviously under no supervision from my mom, out
the door I went on Jane Lane.

Before I knew it into the thorned rose bush I went on
Jane Lane. Here I had first encounter of Pain.

However, what I can’t recall are the tears I shed on
that day on Jane Lane but I’m sure that I did.

I can’t even recall the cuddling of enduring arms from
my mother on Jane Lane.

But, Oh the Pain I can recall! In all of my many
years of living I must ask, “Is this the tormented Life I
am destined to live?”

Just think the GOOD LORD wore his Crown of Thorns
as he bared his own Cross.

This must explain the pain I experienced on Jane Lane. My
early experience of being shown that through time I must
bare my own Cross.

We all must experience thorns throughout our Lives
but, we must have faith enough to know we will survive.
For with GOD we will rise time and time again.

The Rose Bush On Jane Lane, now I understand. There
should be no Pain or Shame it all started and should have
been left behind on Jane Lane.

Shake it off!! And Step Up!!