Flowers for mom:
Spring time is here,
The air is getting hot.
Flowers are blooming all around me.
I pick two vases out of the cupboard and go into the yard.
Roses and Daisy s.
White, Purple and pink.
In each vase gone from my yard, but not without a trace.
Some in the house, With candles and a picture.
The rest go to the cemetery.
March 23rd, The day she passed away.
But, She will always and forever be in my memory.