Roses For Mama

He's drempt of his mama in her garden of love, surrounded by angels in heaven above. Peaceful waters flow through a bubbling brook, where her roses grew in every little nook. She cherished the roses he had bought for her in life, capturing their beauty and the colors of their sight. When she was ill he knelt beside her bed, and handed her roses with the tears that he shed. She said don't cry for me it's beautiful over there, where they climb so gracefully up Heaven's golden stair. He visits her grave and places roses in her cup, rest assured with Jesus she forever sup. The rose bush he planted for her still grows today, just as it did when Jesus took her away. No sickness nor pain she can smell once more, as she embelishes in her roses surrounded by her door. She said plant you some roses in rememerance of me, as you stroll through my garden waiting for you I'll be.