One of the most poignant poems that appears in Mother Margaret Cecilia George's book is dated July 12, 1851. In it, she used the white rose as a symbold of the community as it was bequethed by Elizabeth Seton. The white rose is drooping Its leaves fall away; Its pale form is stooping And yields to decay – How changed since you gave it! 'Twas then fresh and fair My pains cannot save it, 'Tis past all repair. - Sister Margaret Cecilia George, Metz and Wiltse, p.7   A Response But wait, gentle Margaret, The Gardener is here. He sees the rose drooping And gently draws near. He tenderly plucks her But plants her once more To bloom in bright splender on Ohio's fair shore. And there she will flourish. Your prayer has been heard. Your sorrow's now incurred. The dark night you suffered Has given her strength She's braced by the storm's might You've triumphed at length. Alleluia - Sister Carita Kemble, SC July, 1993