If Roses grow in Heaven. Lord please pick a bunch for me, place them in my mothers arm, and tell her they're from me.
Tell her I love her and 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 everyday, but there's an ache within my heart, that will never go away.
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Just A Simple Thought;
РазноеYou'll remember a lot more if you write down just a simple thought. This book will be about all of my simple thoughts that run through my head throughout the day. Enjoy!
