Thought this was beautiful 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 that I Love her and miss her, and when she turns to smile, place a kiss upon her cheek and hold her awhile. Because remembering her is easy, I do it every day, but there's an ache within my heart that will never go away. Mom there is a day that does not go by that we miss you and Dad. Wish we had just one more day. I know we will meet again. Love you daughter bunches, Carolyn