My plan is to make it very simple, and transfer the lyrics to "The Rose" by Amanda McBroom, which my mom wanted to be sung at her funeral, onto the top:
Some say love, it is a riverTransfers are another thing I am not proficient at, so I'm thinking I'll need to go to a copy shop and have a lazer print made... or, if I can find my t-shirt transfer paper in the mess downstairs, I'll use my ink-jet printer. If it works, I may transfer a photo of her as well.
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger
An endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower
And you, its only seed
It's the heart, afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream, afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul, afraid of dying
That never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed
That with the sun's love, in the spring
Becomes the rose
The box will be going into a columbarium in St. Paul's Cathedral in Peoria, IL.
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