The children at our church sing this song for Mother's Day and every year it reminds me of the wonderful things my mother passed on to me. I can name many of the flowers and trees in my garden because of my mother. She passed on her love of nature to all of her daughters.
I often go walking in meadows of clover,
I gather armfuls of blossoms of blue.
I gather the blossoms the whole meadow over,
Dear Mother the flowers remind me of you.
Oh Mother I give my love with each flower,
To give forth a fragrance a whole lifetime through;
For if I love blossoms and meadows and walking,
I learn how to love them dear Mother from you.
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