frame worthy

Hardly.

Yesterday, I shared with you what I snagged at the thrift store.  One of the last frames I grabbed before checking out, was this one: 

I grabbed it for the size and the thickness of the frame.  I didn't bother to read the print inside, not important.  

At home, when I was pulling the frames apart to clean them, I did stop to read the poem in this frame.  Here's what it reads:

 If the print is too small for ya, here's what it reads:

"One Little Rose"

I would rather have one little Rose

from the garden of a friend, 

Than to have the choicest flowers

when my stay on earth must end.

I would rather have the kindest words

from those folks I love to see, 

Than flattery when my heart is still, 

and this life has ceased to be.

I would rather have a loving smile

from friends I know are true, 

than tears around my casket

when this world I bid adieu.

Then bring all the flowers today

whether white or pink or red,

for I'd rather have one blossom now

than a truck load when I'm dead.

L.S. Williams

 Uhm...?  

I turned it over to find a personal note on the backside...

It reads:

"To Jean and Cliff Nickels  4/16/89

With all my love and appreciation for your tolerance and friendship, I pray it will be a long and happy association.  'Just be patient with me God isn't finished with me yet.'  Lloyd Williams"

The frame looks lovely with a fresh coat of paint.

This little bit of poetic history has said it's last good-bye.

Roll in the truck load of flowers

weird, right?