If Roses Grow In Heaven, Lord Pick A Bunch For Me, Place Them In My Mother's Arms, And Tell Her They Are From Me.
Tell Her I Love Her & 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, That Will Never Go Away

God Bless You Mama
I Love You
Deenie