Give Me The Roses While I Live

GIVE ME THE ROSES WHILE I LIVE WRITER R.H. CORNELIUS Wonderful things of folks are said When they have pa*sed away Roses adorn the narrow bed Over the sleeping clay Give me the roses while I live Trying to cheer me on Useless are flowers that you give After the soul is gone Let us not wait to do good deeds Till they have pa*sed away Now is the time to sow good seeds While here on earth we stay Kind words are useless when folks lie Cold in a narrow bed Don't wait till death to speak kind words Now should the words be said.