Probably not the one that was wanted, but interesting nonetheless:

From the sheet music at Mississippi State University (Another copy is held by Indiana University.):


A TINY BUNCH OF VIOLETS FROM NO-MAN'S LAND
Words by Joe Lyons, music by Frank Magine.
Chicago: Roger Graham, ©1918.

1. No-man's land a soldier boy was crossing,
When some violets he found.
With a tender prayer and loving care,
He gathered each one growing there.
To his mother o'er the sea,
He wrote so tenderly:

CHORUS: A tiny bunch of violets from No-man's land,
I'm sending them, Mother, to you.
I found them beyond the trenches here.
'Mid scattered shot and shell they grew.
They seemed so all alone,
And they make me think of home,
Of your love for me so true.
A tiny bunch of violets from No-man's land,
I'm sending them, dear Mother, to you.

2. Tender are the hearts of bravest soldiers.
Loving are the lads that dare,
For each soldier true will die or do,
For his native land, for me and you;
And the heart these flow'rs entwine
Knows a love that seems divine.