A Rose Still Blooms

[Betty]

            A Rose Still Blooms

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 towards its warmth,
then passed beyond to the other side.
Now, you who deeply feel its loss,
be comforted--the rose still blooms there;
its beauty even greater now
nourished by God's own loving care.