If Roses grow in Heaven,
Lord please pick a bunch for me
Place them in my Grandmother'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 every day
But there's an ache within my heart
Because I am missing her today...
Please take car of everyone up there.
I love you
Karen
