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 her and miss her,
and when she turn to smile,
place a kiss upon her cheek,
and hold her for awhile.
Because remembering her is easy,
I do it every day,
But there is an ache within my heart
that will never go away
If Roses Grow In Heaven | Death Poems
