poems I have written: I'll Send You Roses In October
I'll Send You Roses In October
There's a chill in the air and coloured leaves are everywhere. A path of memories leads me away from today. A feeling brings a photograph to mind of a Lady who believed in signs.
There are signs all around you she told me, that caress you with arms of love. It can be as subtle as noticing a rainbow in the sky above.
Roses opened their blooms in the month of June and would make the Lady smile. It was the month of her birth you see and they would set her spirit free.
The time has long since gone that Lady walked this Earth. The Lady was my Mother and I'm no longer filled with mirth.
But in the autumn comes a sign that only She could send. It is the bloom of a rose when maple leaves begin to descend.
It's the Lady's way to let me know she is with me today, I must notice the little signs she sends along my way.
Signs come from the heart my Mother taught to me. Roses in October is the way She helps me see, that her love will always be here when I NEED TO BELIEVE.
There's a chill in the air and coloured leaves are everywhere. A path of memories leads me away from today. A feeling brings a photograph to mind of a Lady who believed in signs.
There are signs all around you she told me, that caress you with arms of love. It can be as subtle as noticing a rainbow in the sky above.
Roses opened their blooms in the month of June and would make the Lady smile. It was the month of her birth you see and they would set her spirit free.
The time has long since gone that Lady walked this Earth. The Lady was my Mother and I'm no longer filled with mirth.
But in the autumn comes a sign that only She could send. It is the bloom of a rose when maple leaves begin to descend.
It's the Lady's way to let me know she is with me today, I must notice the little signs she sends along my way.
Signs come from the heart my Mother taught to me. Roses in October is the way She helps me see, that her love will always be here when I NEED TO BELIEVE.
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Poor you. At least you can read the signs of love, thanks to a mother you seem to have obviously loved. What did she love? Maybe you can get it and put it in her favorite place. That would be a sign she is loved, especially if done by you. :)