Once upon a time long ago, a rose tree
Grew lustily in my Ma's bed, tended
And fed, how it bloomed, and it's red, when seen
Would colour her soul - - fragranced and blended
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Faye this is a wonderful poem, sad, but so full of hope. Warm regards Ron