Roses

Oh Lord, are this roses in your goarden

On theshores o jubilee

Would yu pick a dozen of your best

And deliver the for me?

For you see,today is mothers' day

And i can't visit my mom

For it wasn't very long ago

The angels came and took her home.

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marilireyes

We thought of you with love today,

But that is nothing new.

We though about you yesterday.

And days before that too.

We often speak your name.

Now all we have is memories.

And your picture in a frame.

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