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 room full when I'm dead!
~Author Unknown~

Take this Rose and hold it near...
and remember me, I pray!
It is not death that I will fear...
But, that my memory fade's away!

~Author Sharon~

Midi playing is: In The Arms Of the Angels