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Poems of Remembrance
A rose once grew where all could see,
sheltered beside a garden wall.
And as the days passed swiftly by
it spread it's branches straight and tall.
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One day a beam of light shone through
a crevice that had opened wide.
The rose bent gently towards it's warmth
then passed beyond to the other side
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Now you who fell it's loss,
be comforted - the rose blooms there.
It's beauty even greater now
nurtured by God's loving care
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Anonymous
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June 2008