December 23, 1931 - December 17, 2003
The Rose Beyond the Wall
shady wall a rose once grew,
Budded and blossomed in God's free light,
Watered and fed by morning dew,
Shedding its sweetness day and night.
it grew and blossomed fair and tall,
Slowly rising to loftier height,
It came to a crevice in the wall
Through which there shone a beam of light.
it crept with added strength
with never a thought of fear or pride,
It followed the light through the crevice's length
And unfolded itself on the other side.
light, the dew, the broadening view
Were found the same as they were before,
And it lost itself in beauties new,
Breathing its fragrance more and more.
claim of death cause us to grieve
And make our courage faint and fall?
Nay! Let us faith and hope receive--
The rose still grows beyond the wall,
fragrance far and wide
Just as it did in days of yore,
Just as it did on the other side,
Just as it will forevermore.
A. L. Frink
to read the
obituary published in the Los Angeles
Times on 12/22/03