Saturday, March 19, 2011

My Favorite POEM since Grade 3 (1999)

I would rather have one little rose   
from the garden of a friend,
than to have the choicest flower
when my stay on earth must end.


I would rather have on loving smile
from friends I know are true,
then tears shed around my casket
when to this world I bid adieu.


I would rather have one flower today
whether pink or white or red,
I would rather have one flower now
than a million when I'm dead!



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