In Memory Of Addilynn Rose
By Aunt Holly
Addilynn your like a Rose in the Spring
God planted a seedling
Smelling oh so sweet
Each petal made unique
Your like a flower in the wind
A treasure indeed, this flower, the rose
With beauty abounding, as everyone knows
So, I'll possess it and press it as the moment itself,
Keeping it forever present,
Retaining all that was felt.
And although it lies in repose, I'll always remember
This flower, the Rose.