HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY

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Roses are Red
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As a child
Church
Was a way of life in
My  life
And we
Pinned red roses
Picked from Grandma"s
Flower garden
On our chest
On Mother's Day Sunday to
Signify that
Our Mother  
Was alive
So when I saw a
White rose here and
There  scattered across the
Church yard
I wondered why
And my Mother said that
Person's Mother was
No longer here and
I could not imagine
Why not
A Mother's love
Is forever
So let the red rose
Thrive and show
That your Mother is
Still alive
On earth as well as
In your heart