One year six month’s If roses grow in Heaven Lord Please pick a bunch for me. Place them in my Father’s arms And tell him they’re from me. Tell him I love him and miss him And when he turns to smile, Place a kiss upon his cheek And hold him for awhile. Because remembering him is easy, I do it every day. But there is an ache within my heart That will never go away. Love you Dad love always Donna xoxo