Violets for my Mother birthday I will buy today.
Take them to the hill Where Dad and her lay.
Today my mom would be eighty four years old.
Her ten children were grown He took her home.
She followed Dad five years after he passed on.
They lay side by side in Floral Hills cemetery.
I'll go today place violets on my moms' grave.
I'll Tell any news of family as I stand at graves.
Mom loved violets they were better than roses.
All the violets omit a sweet scent to the nose.
That may be a reason she liked them so much.
If I'd think of the violets I think of mom's touch.
Now she's gone to heaven with dad by her side.
I no longer regret and I have seldom ever cried.
They are in heaven looking down on their kid's.
I'm one of their ten the oldest boy of their kid's.
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