A friends Aunt died and I wrote this to comfort her memory of her, She said it did, I'd hope it would give others Peace and hope of Our loving God,know he is there when you burdened,

There once was a Rose so red and beautifull, and God Had planted this
Rose. It would bloom year after year,
God Would water it and care for it as seasons past,In the fall it
would loose its leaves and fall to the
ground. In the winter it roots would keep it strong through the snows
and winds, Then the spring would come and the Rose would grow tall,
sprouting new bright leaves,
God Would care again for it as the Summer
came the blooms would florish and bein gulped with red blooms for the
world to enjoy and admire;

Then one Dry Summer year the strong winds dried the ground.
Saddly the Rose faded away, The weeds over took the rose's water and the world
forgot, But God did not and came down and touched the weeds and they
scattred, Then he watered the Rose once more and the Rose sproutted,
GOD dug the Rose and took it back with him for the angels to see and
love, THEN"
The Rose bloomed a brilliant white the world had never seen,
The Rose lived for ever, with out the seasons law, for this
was GODS ROSE, NOW FOREVER MORE;
RY