We prepared the roses

and adorned the Virgin’s feet

We walked the parade route

Smiling at everyone we’d meet

We carried our baskets

With red roses galore

Searching for mothers

That we’d implore:

“Take this rose

From the Mother of God who

Loves you so much”

It’s all she wants to do

Some mothers smiled

Others had tears

We knew Mary evaporated

The pains of their years

Our Mother Mary

Held up high by the Knights

Is the Queen of our land

And all human rights

Love her one

Love her all

Mary our Mother

We respond to your call

The most incredible experience happened at the parade for me, personally. There were times I would just hand out one of the thousand roses to any mother with children. There were times, and they were very special, when I was walking along and locked eyes with a mother. I would point at her and walk toward her with the rose. Most of the time, the mother would put her hand on her heart and smile a big smile. It was as if the Blessed Mother was leading me directly to these particular women. I think they knew, too! Sometimes these mothers were sitting 3 or 4 rows back in front of a house, but I would see them, and I knew they were the recipient of a rose. They were very touched and so was I to see Mother Mary working in this endearing and unexpected way of love.