My mom is the rose in my life
When she is happy and joyful her colors grow rich
She brightens up the room as she enters
Everyone stops to take in the wonderful aroma she releases
She is the type of rose I want to keep forever
A rose will die but there are ways to keep it around
Like a rose, my mom will one day be gone
It is up to me to find a way to keep that rose in my life forever
When she is happy and joyful her colors grow rich
She brightens up the room as she enters
Everyone stops to take in the wonderful aroma she releases
She is the type of rose I want to keep forever
A rose will die but there are ways to keep it around
Like a rose, my mom will one day be gone
It is up to me to find a way to keep that rose in my life forever