As I step into the Flower shop,
My senses are overrun with the sweet smell of Roses in the shop,
It is like walking into a candy store,
What should I pick red ones, white ones and maybe both,
I ask for a dozen of each red and white please,
I am like in heaven with the sweet smell of the 24 dozen of Roses,
The Roses are placed in a vase so I can carry them out the door,
I am off to a place that I wish I didn't have to go to,
The place is to visit my mom's final resting place,
I gently touch the stone and say to the name on the marker,
I got your favorite flowers today om,
The smell was sweet just like like you were,
I hope that you like them,
Taking out the red ones for her,
I will keep the white one to make me feel close to her,
I place the vase on the counter so I can see them every day so I am reminded me of her.
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