A Rose

Author unknown
 

A rose once grew where all could see

sheltered beside a garden wall

And, as the days went 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 slowly towards its warmth
Then passed beyond to the other side

Now, you who deeply feel its loss
Be comforted, the rose blooms there
It's beauty even greater now
Nurtured by God's own loving care.