A rose once 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