Well, it’s been four (4) year since my mom past away.
This is for her. There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think of her or miss her.
Roses Grow In Heaven
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 a while.
Because remembering her is easy
I do it every day.
But there is an ache within my heart
That will never go away.