A Rose Fell
A rose fell to
the ground,
he slowly picked
it up and took it
home to his
dying little girl,
as she took the
rose from him,
she told him this
oh daddy, just before
you came home I asked
Jesus if I could smell
a rose just one more
time before I died,
now my prayer has
been granted to me
and now I can go home
with Him this very
night.
wrote 4-9-11
Copyright © James Foulk | Year Posted 2011
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