|For Our Princess
A rose once grew where all could see it.
Sheltered beside a garden wall and as the days past,
it spread its branches straight and tall.
Then one day a beam of light showed
through and it had spread wide.
The rose bent gently toward the warmth,
then passed beyond to the other side.
Now, you who deeply feel the loss, be comforted.
The rose blooms where its beauty
is even greater nurtured by God's own loving care.