If roses grow in Heaven Lord, please pick a bunch for me. Place them in my mothers arms and tell her they're from me. Tell her that I Love and miss her, and when she turns to smile, place a kiss upon her cheek and hold her for a while. Because remembering her is easy, I do it everyday but there's an ache within my heart that will never go away.

I Love You Mom
April 19 1941~January 20 2010