I would rather have one little rose From the garden of a friend Than to have the choicest flowers When my time on Earth must end I would rather have one pleasant word In kindness said to me Than flattery when the 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 this world I bid adieu Don't 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 ~
    At The Wishing Well
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  Music Of The Heart
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