Mother Is The Rose

Mother it's easy to tell you the way we feel.
Because of God's love you are under his special care.
Through trials and tribulations he is always there.
You are our ROSE that we love so much.
You bloom in the spring, summer, winter, and fall.
You have the love of us all.

Love always
In A Special Way
We Wish You
Happy Mother's Day!

by Mary McKee

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