A rose for my mother, <br />That's all she asks of me, <br />For a lifetime of trouble <br />She had raising me. A rose for my mother, <br />Whom God gave to me, <br />She spent her life raising children, <br />And we're all grateful as can be. So I bought a rose for mother, <br />That I gave to her, with pride, <br />And I said, I love you mother, <br />And I thank you for my life, And mother, if I had bought all the roses, <br />To give to you, from me, <br />There would be so many, <br />They would fill up a tree, But you, wouldn't want that many, <br />As you've often said to me, <br />One, would be a plenty, <br />If they came, from you to me.<br /><br />Mary Helen Oakley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-rose-for-my-mother/
