by Violet Rebecca Jones
I am so glad I caught these pretty flowers on camera a few days ago. The weatherman is calling for a freeze tonight, and I know they will be ruined. It seems so sad that such beauty will be destroyed so quickly, just a few days after blooming.
Sometimes our lives are like these flowers. We work hard to produce something, to nourish something, only to have it taken from us quickly, before we have had time to reap the joys of its existence. Whether it is a job, a friendship, a marriage, or even a loved one in death, we must remember that we should try to relish the joy it brought us while we had it in our grasp. Like the beauty of the flowers, all things come to an end, sometimes too soon, but inevitable nevertheless.
Copyright 2014 Violet Rebecca Jones
I am so glad I caught these pretty flowers on camera a few days ago. The weatherman is calling for a freeze tonight, and I know they will be ruined. It seems so sad that such beauty will be destroyed so quickly, just a few days after blooming.
Sometimes our lives are like these flowers. We work hard to produce something, to nourish something, only to have it taken from us quickly, before we have had time to reap the joys of its existence. Whether it is a job, a friendship, a marriage, or even a loved one in death, we must remember that we should try to relish the joy it brought us while we had it in our grasp. Like the beauty of the flowers, all things come to an end, sometimes too soon, but inevitable nevertheless.
Copyright 2014 Violet Rebecca Jones
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