Violet Christine Pakenham

If roses grow in Heaven,
Lord please a bunch for me,
Place them in my Mother’s arms
And tell her they’re from me.
Tell her I love 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 every day,
But there’s an ache within my heart
That will never go away
David, Scott, Cathy

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