Flower Friday...Bloom on Rock

My daughter Karen and I were part of a funeral service today. She read a poem, and I did a prayer. 

George was a member of the church where my dad used to be the minister. He was a month short of being 73, much too young to go. Prostate cancer.

In my prayer, I likened him to the sign LIVE, LAUGH, LOVE. He had a zest for life, was very quick to laugh, and he loved his family. I really didn't want to do the prayer but forced myself to write it and read it.

I wanted to get a flower picture next to one of the picture boards, but I forgot to take it. 

A beautiful day of weather, but a sad day to say goodbye to a friend.

Thanks to Bikerbear for hosting Flower Friday.