The
Master Gardener from Heaven above
Planted
a seed in the garden of love
And
from it there it grew a rosebud small
That
never had time to open at all
For
God in His perfect and all – wise way
Chose
this rose for His heavenly bouquet
And
great was the joy of this tiny rose
To
be the one our Father chose
To
leave earth’s garden for one on high
Where
roses bloom always and never die…
So,
while you can’t see your precious rose bloom
You
know the Great Gardener form the “Upper Room”
Is
watching and tending this wee rose with care
Tenderly
touching each petal so fair…
So
think of your darling with angels above
Secure
and contented and surrounded by love
And
remember God blessed and enriched your lives too,
For
in dying your darling brought Heaven closer to you!
Helen Steiner Rice
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