“I would rather have a little rose from the garden of a friend,
Than flowers strewn around my casket when my days on earth must end.
Than tears shed `round my casket when this world I bid adieu.
Bring me all the flowers today whether pink or white or red,
I would rather have one blossom now than a truckload when I`m dead.”
I would sure like to meet this person named “unknown”, they put out some good stuff! en theos monos ††† jim