If I had a dozen roses
In one glass vase
Mother they could never tell you
The things I want to say
Your love has blessed me
As a girl changed to a woman
I often took you for granted
Which you seemed to catch the drift
Your smile is always loving
Your voice is kind and sweet
The world is full of mothers
But none as precious as mine
I will always love you
For all time without end
And I\'ll forever be grateful
For the mother god gave to me.