My Mother's Roses
My Mother's rosesbud in wintertime.
She brought them in from outside.
While the snow winds blow
they bloom and grow forever.
My Mother's roses
bloom in wintertime.
For those of us that
have gone before us;
life everlasting immortal.
My Mother's roses
bloom in wintertime.
As we grow older
our hearts and souls are
opening flowers for Jesus.
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