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 every day,
but there’s an ache within my heart
that will never go away. I love and miss you mummy forever in my thoughts and my heart xxx