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THE WEE LITTLE ROSEBUD
GOD PICKED TO BLOOM IN HEAVEN
(The loss of a child)
The Master Gardener from heaven above
planted a seed in the garden of love,
And from it there 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 from 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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