Take a bunch

​One Mother’s Day morning, I took a quick trip into a grocery store. On my way out, I saw a plastic bucket filled with tall roses on a small table, beside the exit door. A hand-written sign was taped to the bucket. On it, I read, “For the Moms. Take one."
I paused for a moment, then I took a single red, long-stemmed rose and walked out. 
We deserve roses too. Whole bunches of them.