“If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I’d be picking roses for a lifetime.” ~Swedish Proverb~ A rose once grew where all could see, Sheltered beside a garden wall, And as the days passed swiftly by, It spread it’s branches, straight and tall. One day a beam of light shone through a crevice that had opened wide, The rose bent gently toward the warmth and passed beyond to the other side. Now, you who deeply feel its loss, Be comforted the rose blooms there Its beauty even greater now, Nurtured by God’s own loving care. ~ Author Unknown ~     © Tina's Prayer Gate October 29, 2019