A Rose once grew where all could see, sheltered beside a garden wall, And, as the days passed swiftly by, it spread it's branches, straight and tall... One day, a beam of light shone through a crevice that had opened wide- The Rose bent gently toward it's warmth then passed beyond to the other side... Now, you who deeply feel it's loss, be comforted- The Rose blooms there- It's beauty even greater now, neutered by God's own loving care. |
 
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