If roses grow in heaven
Lord, please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my Mother's arms
And tell her they're 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's an ache within my heart
That will never go away.
Happy Birthday, Mama!! We love and miss you SO MUCH!
2 years ago
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