The very early sudden snow storm
has caught out the rose bush
there amidst two feet of snow
bravely it opens its scarlet petals

A vivid bright spectacle against
the pure white new snow drifts
I look realising that as it struggles
proudly fighting the harsh conditions

Standing stately tall and unphased
seeming to give itself a good shake
as if to say, bring it on, do your worst
whatever you throw at me I will survive

So thus are there parallels in life
adversity rears its ugly head
when you are least expecting it
taking you unawares, off guard

Now do you go boldly forth?
display your glory to all around?
or do you fold up and give in?
the choice is in our own hands