1. I often go walking in meadows of clover,
And I gather armfuls of blossoms of blue.
I gather the blossoms the whole meadow over;
Dear mother, all flowers remind me of you.
2. O mother, I give you my love with each flower
To give forth sweet fragrance a whole lifetime through;
For if I love blossoms and meadows and walking,
I learn how to love them, dear mother, from you.
Words: Phyllis Luch, 1937–1995. © 1969 IRI
Music: Jeanne P. Lawler, 1924–2013. © 1969 IRI
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- Phyllis Luch, 1937–1995. © 1969 IRI
- Phyllis Luch, 1937-1995.