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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 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
Because I am missing her today.

Maryrose to the second power!

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