Friday, August 24, 2012

Where the Wild Rose Blooms

When I am no longer here
And your arms can no longer pull me close
Look for the butterfly floating on the breeze
Listen for my love whispering on the wind


When I am no longer here
And my laughter has disappeared
Listen for my love whispering on the wind


When I am no longer here
And our night long chats are silenced
Listen to the beat of your heart


When I am no longer here
And my childlike innocence you miss
Pick up your nieces and nephews and see me in their eyes


When I am no longer here
and Jehovah has laid me to rest
Do not mourn for me


When I am no longer here
And everything seems dim
Find the beauty of life
where the wild rose blooms

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