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8 09 2006

i would rather have one little rose
from the garden of a friend
than to have the choicest flowers
when my stay here on earth must end

i would rather have a pleasant word
in kindness said to me
than flattery when my heart is still
and life has ceased to be

i would rather have a loving smile
from friends i know are true
than tears shed ’round my casket
when to this world i bid adieu

bring me all your flowers today
whether pink, or white, or red
i’d rather have one blossom now
than a truckload when i’m dead

– author unknown –

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