The Rose Beyond The Wall A Rose Grew Once Where All Could See, Sheltered Beside A Garden Wall, And As The Days Passed Swiftly By, It spread It's Branches,Straight And Tall... One Day, A Beam Of Light Shone Through, A Crevice That Had Opened Wide, The Rose Bent Gently Toward It's Warmth Then Passed Beyond To The Other Side, Now,You Who Deeply feel It's Loss,Be Comforted-The Rose Blooms There-It's Beauty Even Greater Now,Nurtured By God's Own Loving Care.

I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.