Today, I picked roses for Mama,
Oh how she loved them so
She planted them oh so carefully and
Waited patiently for them to grow.

As the summer approached
the blooms burst forth into vibrant
Colors of white, yellow, pink and red
and nothing on earth was prettier
than Mama's flower bed.

The roses seemed to multiply
And put forth more and more
beautiful blooms
As the years passed by
Mama was so very proud
of her roses
She would give them to all
in the neighborhood,
As they admired them
over and over each year

Her roses are still blooming,
We care for them
as if she were still here
I venture to say she
would have taken them
with her to heaven
On that bright sunny day
if only she could.

I can just imagine her delight
When she walked
thru the garden up there
And saw the beauty of
God's flower bed,

All bursting forth with colors
of white, yellow, pink and red.
Yes, they were there waiting
for her to take care of,
there in the garden in the
Master's flower bed.



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