I would rather have one little Rose, From the garden of a friend.Than have the choicest flowers, When my stay on Earth must end.I would rather have one pleasant word, In kindness.........said to me.Than flattery when my heart is still, And life has ceased to be.I would rather have a loving smile, From friends I know are true.Than tears shed round my casket, When the World I bid adieu.Bring me all your flowers to-day, Whether Pink or White or Red.I'd rather ha... more