If roses grow in heaven
Lord please pick a bunch for me
Place them in my grandma'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 a while
Remembering her is easy
I do it everyday
But there's an ache within my heart
That never goes away
Written By
Owanaemi West
JS 3 B
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