If sunflowers grow in Heaven Lord
Please pick a bunch for us
Place them in our Grandmother's arms
and tell her they're from us
Tell her that we 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,
We do it every day
But there is an ache within our hearts
that will never go away.
In Loving Memory of our Grandmother
Stella Barsanti
Love your Grandchildren & Great Grand Children
