There was a wall upon which grew a tiny little rose
and even on that wall it grew but how nobody knows
It grew into an elegant rose the grandest of them all
and surveyed the kingdom as its queen from high upon the wall
And it was welcomed by the garden as it grew high above
Because its presence filled the flowers with hope and joy and love
But as time passed like it does, its leaves fell by the way
And as time passed like it does that rose did pass away
But the rose had touched so many lives that even in death it shone
And in the joy and love it brought the flowers that little rose lives on