I stopped at the flower shop to order flowers
To be wired to mother who lives far away
Getting out of the car a little girl sobbing
As she sat on the curb alone and scared
I stopped and asked the little girl, 'What is
wrong, is there anything I can do? '
She replied, ' I want to buy a red rose for
my mother but I only have fifty-cents and
a red rose cost two dollars.'
I smiled and said, 'Come on in with me and
I will buy you a rose.'
We went in and I bought her rose and ordered
the flowers for my mom.
As we were leaving, I offered her a ride home,
and she said, 'Yes, please take me to my mother! '
She directed me to the cemetery, where she
placed the rose on the freshly dug grave.
I returned to the flower shop and canceled my
wire order, and bought a dozen roses and drove
two hundred miles to mom's home.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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