
Beautiful red, pink, yellow and white roses,
They all say "I Love You"
The thorns on the bush remind us
That mistakes need forgiveness too.
Red roses tell of God's beauty,
That often thrills my soul.
The yellow, whispers of His Love,
Chasing away sadness, and making us whole.
The pink is for the blush in my cheeks,
When laughter chases the blues away.
The white tells of His forgiveness,
We'll share together each day.
If Roses grow in heaven,
Lord, please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my loved one's arms
and tell them, they're from me.
Tell them that I love and miss
them, and when they turn to smile,
place a kiss upon their cheek
and hold them for a while.
Because remembering them is easy,
I do it every day.
But there's an ache within my heart,
that will never go away.
Mama, you’re always with me... You’re the whisper of the leaves as I walk down the street. You’re the smell of bleach in my freshly laundered socks. You’re the cool hand on my brow when I’m not well. Mama, you live inside my laughter. You are crystallized in every tear drop... even these, as I write this for you. You’re the place I came from, my first home... You’re the map I follow with every step that I take. You are my first love and my first heart break....and nothing on earth can separate us. Not time… Not space... Not even death.... will ever separate me from you.... You carried me inside of you for nine months, Mama, now I carry you inside of me forever.... You’re always with me Mama, no, it’s not Mothers Day till this coming Sunday and your birthday was the 22nd of February therefore it’s not your birthday. Today is not even a holiday. Mama, it’s been a little over seven years since…well, I know I didn't lose you...God has reminded me that I can't lose something when I know where it is. Mama, I miss you! Thank You Lord God for adding another flower to Your heavenly bouquet!
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