Dolores Justus

In Memoriam
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Dolores Justus
Plant A Rose
She who stoops to plant a rose - Whose fragrance wafts toward the sky - Plants splendor not for self alone, But shares with strangers passing by. She who plants a rose plants friends, Unknowingly though it may be. The language of blossoms weaves A mystic spell of harmony. For those who pause beside the bush And share her smile across a rose, Cannot but feel that gentle tug As budding friendship grows and grows. For smiles across a garden wall Are strangely somehow richly blessed, By language only flowers know And roses seem to speak it best! - Helen Turnbull Phelps We Miss You! The Justus Family