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 my 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