Our Precious Rosebud 

 

The Master Gardener from Heaven above

planted a seed in the Garden of Love.

And from it grew a rosebud small

that never had time to open at all.

 

For God in His perfect and all-wise way

chose this rose for His heavenly bouquet.

And great was the joy of this tiny rose

to be the one our Father chose

to leave earth's garden for one on high

where roses bloom and never die...

 

So, while we can't see our precious rose bloom,

We know the Great Gardener from the "Upper Room"

is watching and tending this wee rose with care,

tenderly touching each petal so fair...

 

We'll think of our darling with angels above

secure and content and surrounded by love.

And remember that God blessed and enriched

our lives too... for in dying our darling

brought Heaven closer to us.

by Helen Steiner Rice