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 it’s loss,
Be comforted-the rose blooms there-
It’s beauty even greater now,
Nurtured by God’s own loving care
To our dear Aunt Betty, love from Kerry, Mark and Family xxx Rest In Peace
Matthew
21st January 2022