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Roses in the Snow by Glynn

Serenity Resident

When I was young, Not yet old enough to realize

I would ask my Mom, Just what is rarest prize

She'd wink then reply: You must wait until the fallen snow

And then as you walk, Look for the roses that bloom below

Last night I was awakened by a brilliant hue.

Not the sky but the heavens were shakened by this cerulean blue

Across this path of nocturnal shade was you in the corner of the room

Bathed in a light that will never fade was my cherished blossom in full bloom

Archangel over Serenity Lodge April 22, 2012

Last night, one of the residents suggested our presence wasn't welcome, because the candle we lighted outside left a mess for one of the lady residents to clean up. In fact, someone called the police who intruded on residents' personal space, including Mr. Robert Benson who a few a months ago was robbed and beaten at the top of the hill - at the very spot where these photos were taken.

See CTV interview via the following YouTube Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1rWktb6CIL4