If Roses grow in Heaven,
Lord pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my daughter’s arms,
and Tell her they are 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 a while.
Remembering is easy, I do it everyday;
but, there’s an ache within my heart
That will never go away.
We love 💕 you Shehani.
From Australia 🇦🇺