The plastic flowers on your grave
Was all I had to give
To celebrate the life
That you had chose to live

You never took for granted
The early morning rain
Or the songs of the sparrows
Sitting by your window pane

You went to church on Sunday
God's commanded day of rest
And though you wasn't perfect
You always tried your best

You were the worlds greatest mother
And you loved being a wife
You'll always be with me
For the rest of my life

These flowers made of plastic
On your grave will never die
And as long as they're here
I won't have to say goodbye