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She firmed herself, got up to go
Then turned to the rose again
“Thanks” she said, with a tender glow
It had soothed her in pain

That whole day she felt at peace
At last, in a long, long time
She saw the sun and felt the breeze
Each thing did seem sublime

It occurred to her that she had seen
The rose in a full bloom
A bud some day it must have been
Unseen by her in gloom

To the rose she went at night
Sat still and saw and saw
Love’s flower bejewel the site
Where her grief would gnaw

Again she went the next morn
And sat there the whole day
That day didn’t her heart mourn
He did not seem away

She went to it day after day
Would sit content for hours
“Alone” again she did not say
She felt sheltered by powers

It came thus as no surprise
That the rose never faded away
It bloomed in pride, love’s prize
Forever, for her, would stay

She now felt that he did know
The rose was a blessing of God
This insight ended her woe
To Life she gave her nod

With verve, again she entered the world
Feeling loved by God, and him
To Life’s songs, she waltzed and twirled
With joy her heart would brim

He was with her, till the rose was there
This faith was firm and strong
It was his gift of love and care
With her, as life went along

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