Tibrys

There are no roses without thorns

nor is there pain that can not be borne.

Between love and duty sometimes torn-

there are no roses without thorns.

There’s no promise of tomorrow

here in this world there will be sorrow.

Our time on earth we only barrow-

there’s no promise of tomorrow.

There is no pleasure without pain

and blue skies today precede the rain.

Life’s daily struggles our faith doth strain-

there is no pleasure without pain.

There are no roses without thorns

nor is there a loss we don’t still morn.

Between love and duty sometimes torn-

there are no roses without thorns.