In loving memory of a dear wife, mother and grandmother who passed away 14 years ago today. If roses grow in Heaven, Lord, pick the brightest bunch, Place them in her tender arms, And tell her they’re from us, Remind her that we love her, And when she turns to smile, Place a kiss upon her cheek, And hold her for a while. All our love always
Peter, Tracy and Lee, Karen and Alan, Russell and Stephanie and grandchildren Jay and Harry XXX.