Rolande Marcella 26th February 2011

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 a while. Because remembering her is easy, I do it every day, But there is an ache within my heart That will never go away. In tears we saw you sinking, We watched you fade away, Our hearts were almost broken, You fought so hard to stay, But when we saw you sleeping, So peacefully free from pain, We could not wish you back, To suffer that again." ~~~~~~~~~~~~ When we remember your smile, It brightens our day, And thoughts of your warmth and love, Seem to smooth the way, Your gentle spirit is still with us, Though you are gone, Sunny days, cool breezes, Always for you, Mom. No farewell words were spoken, No time to say goodbye, You were gone before we knew it, And only God knows why.