~My Velvet Rose~

The flower of my love the rose
The thoughts of love in bloom
Walking through the garden
Of love within my room.

The chamber is wide open there
For all to come and stare
And see what beauty love does make
When flowers are for all to take.

So pick the rose that you love best
Hide it in your treasure chest
Open it for all to see
Just what your love does for me.

The fragrance is so sweet and pure
It permeates my every pore
And when I see a velvet rose
My love for you forever grows.

~Author Unknown~

Mother

A mother makes a difference,
In so many lovely ways,
In the echo of her wise advice
And gentle words of praise,
In the sense of family closeness
And belonging that she gives,
In the beautiful example
Of the caring life she lives.

A mother makes a difference
In the way she loves us so ~
In ways that others see....
And ways that only we can know