IF ROSES GROW IN HEAVEN
LORD 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 STILL AN ACHE WITHN MY HEART
THAT WILL NEVER GO AWAY.
ANONYMOUS
IN LOVING MEMORY OF BETTY EASTWOOD
January 2, 2015