If roses grow in Heaven Lord, please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my Mothers’s arms and tell her they’re from me.
Tell her that I love her and miss her, and when she turns to smile,
Place a kiss upon her cheek and hold her for a while.
Because remembering her is easy, I do it everyday,
but there is an ache within my heart that will never go away.
Remembering Your Loved Ones Forever