Closed eyes can’t see the white roses, Cold hands can’t hold them, you know
Breath that is stilled can not gather, The odors that sweet from them blow
Death with a peace beyond dreaming, It’s children of earth doth endow
Life is the time we can help them, So give them the flowers now!
Here are the struggles and striving, Here are the cares and the tears; Now is the time to be smoothing, the frowns and the furrows and fear.
What to closed eyes are kind sayings?
What to hushed heart is deep vow?
Naught can avail after parting, So give them the flowers now!
Just a kind word or a greeting; Just a warm grasp or a smile
There are the flowers that will lighten, The burdens for many a mile.
After the journey is over, what is the use of them; how..
can they carry them who must be carried? Oh, give them the flowers now!
Blooms from the happy heart’s garden, Plucked in the spirit of love
Blooms that are earthly reflections, Of flowers that blossom above.
Words cannot tell, What a measure of blessing such gifts will allow
To dwell in the lives of many, So give them the flowers now!
The Undoing of Me 