I would rather have one small 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 I bid this world adieu.

So bring me all your flowers today

Whether pink of white or red;

I'd rather have one blossom now

Than a trunk load when Im dead


Author Unknown

Page by Mary Jones

September ---2004

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