Give Me Holly

A rose has thorns as well as honey,
I’ll not have her for love or money;

An iris grows so straight and fine,
That she shall be no friend of mine;

Snowdrops like the snow would chill me;


Nightshade would caress and kill me;

Crocus like a spear would fright me;

Dragon’s-mouth might bark or bite me;

Calypso Bulbosa photo by Kate Steensma

Convolvulus but blooms to die;

A wind-flower suggests a sigh;

Love-lies-bleeding makes me sad;


And poppy-juice would drive me mad:—

But give me holly, bold and jolly,
Honest, prickly, shining holly;

Pluck me holly leaf and berry
For the day when I make merry.

~Christina Rossetti “A rose has thorns as well as honey”

God’s children begin as soft as a holly blossom,
turning blood red as its berry,
fully surrounded by prickly leaves.

Christ was sent to bleed like us for us,
to wear a thorny crown and bear wounds
by smoothing over all our sharp edges.

 For what is our hope, our joy, or the crown in which we will glory in the presence of our Lord Jesus when he comes?
Is it not you?  
Indeed, you are our glory and joy.
1 Thessalonians 2: 19-20

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