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 My Anna, My
Rose
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.
"The Rose still grows Beyond the Wall..."
Near shady wall a rose once grew,
Budded and blossomed
in God's free light.
Watered and fed by morning dew,
Shedding it's sweetness day and night.
As it grew and blossomed fair and tall
Slowly rising to loftier height,
It came to a crevice in the wall,
Through which there shone
a beam of light.
Onward it crept with added strength,
With never a thought of fear or pride
it followed the light
through the crevice-length,
And unfolded itself on the other side.
The light, the dew, the broadening view,
Were found the same
as they were before;
And it lost itself in beauties new,
Breathing it's fragrance more and more.
Shall claim of death
cause us to grieve
And make our courage faint or fall?
Nay, let us faith and hope receive-
The rose still grows beyond the wall...
Scattering fragrance far and wide,
just as it did in days of yore,
Just as it did on the other side,
Just as it will forevermore.
For
Rayna@htcplus.net
In Remembrance Of Anna
  
My Attorney
From
My Desk
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