If roses grow in heaven, Lord, pick a bunch for
me; place them in my mothers arms and tell her they're from me;Tell her
that I love 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. There's an ache within my heart that will never go.........
away. In memory of my Mother...
me; place them in my mothers arms and tell her they're from me;Tell her
that I love 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. There's an ache within my heart that will never go.........
away. In memory of my Mother...
