If roses grow in heaven Lord, please pick a bunch for me, Place them in my Mum’s arms and tell her they are from me, Tell her I love and miss her and when she turns to smile, Place a kiss on her cheek and hold her for a while. Because remembering her is easy, I do it every day, But there is an ache in my heart that will never go away. We will miss you so much Mum.
Your loving daughter Debbie and son-in-law Steve XXX.