The Rose Poems for Funerals
The Rose of Parting In gentle hands, a rose lies still,Its crimson tears, the earth to fill.Through silent air, its fragrance spreads,A tribute to the love that treads.Beneath the sky, so vast and gray,This rose speaks words we cannot say.A symbol of a bond that’s pure,A memory forever sure.In every petal, grace is found,Though thorns…