IF ROZES GROW IN HEAVEN, PLEASE PICK A BUNCH FOR ME, PLACE THEM IN MY MOTHERS ARMS AND TELL HER THEIR FROM ME TELL HER THAT 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 THEIRS AN ACHE WITHIN MY HEART THAT WILL NEVER GO AWAY