"The Rose Still Blooms"
Anonymous

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.