If roses grow in heaven
Lord please pick a bunch for me
Place them in my mother’s arms
And tell her they are from me
Tell her I love 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 every day
But there is an ache within my heart
That will never go away!
One year to the day and we have missed you every single one of them! Remembering you always with love
Miss you dearly
Love Duane and family
