The world may never notice
if a rosebud doesn't bloom
or even pause to wonder
if the petals fall too soon
But every life that ever forms
or ever comes to be
touches the world in some small way
for all eternity
The little one we so long for
may swiftly come and go
but the love has already been planted
the light still shines on
and though our arms are empty now
our hearts know what to do
every beating of our heart says
we have hope for you
~ author unknown
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