If roses grow in heaven,
Lord please pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my mothers arm
And tell her there from me,
Tell her I love and miss her,
And when she turns to smile,
Place a kiss upon her cheek
And hold her 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.
Thinking of you on mothers day mum
Missing you everyday
All our love
Sandra cliff
Xxxxxxx