WHITE AND RED ROSES

When Mother was still with me, 
My heart was young and gay.
When both of us could go to church, 
On every Mother's Day.
And as a token of my love, 
'Tho much was ever said.
Upon the lapel of my coat, 
I wore a rose of red.
But now that Mother's left me, 
The day just don't seem right.
The rose I wear on Mother's day, 
Has changed from red. to white. 
And so with your permission,
To-day I'll just wear two. 
A white rose for my mother, 
And a big red rose for you.

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