Rose garden

There's a rose garden up a hill,

there he goes, go will, go will.

he picks roses with no pois,

he holds them like his favorite toys.

he walks in back among the graves,

and sets down what he has gave.

O'mama O'mama how dare you die,

you left me by myself to cry.

some one walks up to will,

she also came down from the hill.

she has roses way to frail,

she knows her dad went to jail.

two come up next to will,

they also came down from the hill.

they have roses way to keen,

and remembers what has been seen.

O'mama O'mama how dare you die,

you left us four alone to cry.

another child came from the hill,

she sat down next to will.

she sang "Mother pleas don't go,

for we five love you so."

another came down from the hill,

he came to sit next to will.

his roses are dead as can be,

but no one els sees the beauty.

O'mama O'mama, how dare you die,

for all of us are left to cry.

the dead ones still lye on the grave,

the ones the sixth child gave.