If roses grow in heaven, Lord, pick a bunch for me; Place
them in my Mother'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. There's an ache within my heart that will never go away.
Happy Mother's Day, Mom RIP