Grow patience when you can’t grow fruit,
and soul and heart will follow suit
as character rears heaven’s taste
in disposition wisdom-laced.
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This apple tree waits patiently for the days of frost to end. So too, I will wait for the blessings to follow soul’s winter season…
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
“Grow patience when you can’t grow fruit.” I’m growing:). Thanks for an encouraging thought so well expressed.
We are always growing, even when we can’t see the results! Thanks Judy – grow well! 🙂
Your poems are making me teary today . ..but in a good way! Thank you and God bless you, Melody!
Cry on, then! 🙂 Thanks Deb.