OUR LAST ROSE,
I TALKED WITH BARBARA, WE CONVERSED. I TOLD HER YOU ARE THE CONNER STONE OF OUR  FAMILY.
 I WAS AFRAID WHAT WILL MY MOTHER DO. MY THOUGHTS ALWAYS COME TO ME IN A DREAM, SO IT SEEMS.                      LAST NIGHT THE SPIRIT WAS THERE. IT WAS NO DREAM, I COULDN'T SCREAM
 THE VOICE IN MY MIND SAID YOUR RUNNING OUT OF TIME. I WAS TOLD YOU ARE NOT A CONNER STONE OF THE FAMILY,
YOU ARE OUR YELLOW ROSE THAT TAUGHT US WELL
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THAT YELLOW ROSE THAT CAN BE BEAUTIFUL, CAN WITHHOLD THE STORM AND THE RAIN,
MOST OF ALL A LOT OF PAIN. WHEN IT IS CUT, IT COMES BACK STRONG. YOU TAUGHT US THAT WE CAN BE BEAUTIFUL,
 YET WHEN THE STORM COMES ALONG, JUST HOLD ON. THE
YELLOW ROSE WILL BLOOM AGAIN. YOU, OUR YELLOW ROSE THAT HAS CULTIVATED MANY GENERATIONS, WILL NOT JUST
BE A CONNER STONE FOR OUR FAMILY. WE WILL BE A ROSE,
LIKE YOU. KNOW WHEN TO SHOW OUR THORNS, AND STILL REMAIN BEAUTIFUL AND STRONG.
 WE'VE LOST MANY RELATIVES IN THE PAST. WONDERING DID THEY KNOW THE
IMPACT THEY PUT INTO OUR LIVES. YOU DID SO MANY THINGS WITHOUT A WORD BEING SAID.
YOUR CHILDREN, NIECES AND NEPHEWS ALL HAD A SPACE IN YOUR HEART, I WANT TO TELL YOU NOW AND NOT WONDER
 DID YOU KNOW THE IMPACT YOU PUT IN OUR LIVES.
THE POWERFUL EFFECT YOU HAD ON EACH AND EVERY ONE OF US WILL BE CARRIED ON.
I KNOW THAT NO ONE KNOWS THEIR ACTUAL TIME OF LEAVING THIS EARTH, WHO KNOWS ME
BEFORE YOU. EITHER WAY I WANT TO SAY, THANK YOU FOR BEING OUR LAST YELLOW ROSE.
BY WENDY JENNINGS