If flowers 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 and miss her,
And when she turns to smile.
Place a kiss upon her cheek
And hold her for awhile.
Remembering her is easy,
I do it everyday,
But there is an ache within my heart
Because I'm missing her today.
-author unknown
(Moms and Grandmas keep these forever!)
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