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 I 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...
---Happy Mother's Day, Mom. I love you and miss you.---
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My aunt showed me this poem, and I love it. So I thought I'd share it with you.
