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 her and miss her
And when she turns to smile
Place a kiss upon her cheek
And hold her for awhile
Because remembering her is easy
I do it everyday
But there's an ache within my heart
Because I'm missing her today
(author unknown)
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