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The Red Rose


The Red Rose
My mother is like a red rose,
 She grows more beautiful in the rain.
My mother is like an angel,
 with God's light shining in her flame,
A mother's touch is the closest touch
 to Heaven above,
God looked at me and smiled,
 When I was a child,
For He knew He chose a red rose,
 For me to love.

Love always to my Mother,
 Estelle Puckett

 The Red Rose  

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