SHE WAS NAMED ROSE PEACE ~ SHE GREW & BLOSSOMED LIKE A ROSE !
The first time I saw her I was just FIVE
ROSE PEACE was my Couin and so so much alive
She was anly a few weeks old ~ but she had such GRACE
I could see why my Auntie has named her ROSE PEACE !
She was like a Rose Bud all so pink & fair
And I saw her often as I grew up so tall
The ROSE BUD blossomed and flaxen was her hair
Lovely Young Lady ~ she was admired by all !
Everybody loved her ~ she could dance & she could sing
She excelled at Sport and Subjects that she chose
She left School at 18 ~ qualified to start Nurse Training
And gently bloomed into a Full Blown Rose !
Perhaps for this Wicked World ~ she was too good to be
She died in a car accident ~ at just twenty-three.
Death doth hide ~ but not divide ~ it was as if
The Perfect Rose ~ that BLOOMED upon our Garden Wall
Has Blossomed on the other side ~ RIP ROSE PEACE ~ AMEN !
Thanks for visiting ~ comments welcome ~ LOVE BRIAN ๐งก๐งก๐งก
At 28 this was my first experience of someone close to me dying so young. She looked so beautiful in her coffin ~ her injuries were internal. I found it hard to believe she had gone to Heaven so so Young. It had a profound effect on Me and I realised that our lives were both very fragile and transient. I resolved to make every day count. I visit her grave when Im in CAMBRIDGE. I know my relationship with ROSE PEACE is not over ~ but that one day we would meet again in PARADISE ~ AMEN ! BRIAN.