that is a nice poem. this is what is engraved on my daughters grave. I loved this, and I got it from a sympathy card a friend sent us whos son had passed away at 16.
The Lord must be a gardner, and daily as he sows.
He must be on the watch, for the most precious little rose.
He must have chose our darling before she'd fully grown,
because she was the perfect rose, he wanted for his own.
I loved that poem.
you could think of this also when it comes to your darling pets. they too, are our precious little roses.
Last edited by Bama Yorkie Mom; 06-14-2007 at 01:10 PM.
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