The Rose of My Life{

The Rose of My Life

The rose of my life was born in 1944.

The rose grew and blossomed into a lovely lady.

She was strong, beautiful, along with being sweet and gentle.

This rose was able to withstand what ever was sent her way.



The rose of my life was my mom.

She struggled to make sure her family had what they needed.

She suffered with health issues, yet, didn't let that stop her.

She was there whenever she was needed.



The rose of my life had a heart of gold.

Her heart was full of love and gentleness.

Although gentle, she was strong when it counted.

No matter how many times she was knocked down.

She managed to stand back up and go on.



In 2001, the Lord took the most beautiful rose home with him.

The beauty of this rose will always linger.