A rose grew where all could see
sheltered beside a garden wall.

And, as the days passed
swiftly by, it spread its
branches, straight and tall...

One day, a beam of light
shone through a crevice
that had opened wide

The rose bent gently toward
its warmth then passed beyond
to the other side...

Now, you who deeply feel
its loss, be comforted
~ the rose blooms there ~

Its beauty even greater
now, nurtured by

God's own loving care.