In a garden of life, there blooms a Rose,
A spirit so kind—just like how the garden of fountain flows.
Lends a place of repose,
an undulating love everyone adores.
In her garden, there's kindness galore.
With vines of love that twines so bright.
In every gesture, in every shared smile,
You'll find a sister's touch, warm and mild.
In her kitchen, magic simmers and stirs,
A symphony of flavors, each taste a sweet blur.
From pots and pans, her passion takes flight,
Creating feasts that dance in the light.
Celebrating the life of Rose May,
who's always at your service.
I pray, finally, she'll have a rosebud.
May she have her own row of roses.
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