Thursday, March 20, 2014

One Little Rose

 
I would rather have one little rose
From the garden of a friend,
Than to have the choicest flowers 
When my stay on earth must end.


I would rather have one pleasant word
In kindness said to me,
Than flattery when the heart is still
And life has ceased to be.


I would rather have a loving smile
From friends I know are true,
Than tears shed round my casket
When this world I've bid adieu.


Bring me all your flowers today
Whether pink, or white, or red;
I'd rather have one blossom now
Than a truckload when I'm dead!


~ Author Unknown ~

Source: mamarocks.com

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