| Show AS IN A EOSE JAB As in a rose jar filled with petals sweet blown long ago in some old garden place mayhap where you and I 1 a little space drank deep of love and knew that love was neet leaves once gathered from a lost re treat by one who never will again retrace her silent footsteps one whose gentle face was fairer than the roses at her feet so deep within the vase of memory I 1 keep my dust of roses fresh and dear As n the days before I 1 knew tl e smart of time and death nor aught can take from me the haunting t adrance that still 1 agers here As in a rose jar so with n my heart thomas S jones jr in appleton s bookwo ers magaz ne |