A Rose
A seed is planted in the ground
The rain falling and the sun shining down
It won’t be long now
She grows as each day goes by
Soon she will reach the sky
One bright morning she stretches
Her pink petals open wide
They catch everybody eyes
She embraces them with her beauty
Brings a smile to their face
As the day goes on she stays strong
But soon she must go
The sun goes down and the moon comes up
Her petals wither away
She did her part while she was here
Forever we will hold dear
So much we have learned from the beauty of a Rose
In Loving Memory of Gruma Rose
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