Martha L. McDaniel, McBride
Martha L. McDaniel/McBride
In loving memory of my dearest mother, Martha L. McDaniel, McBride
If roses grow in Heaven
Lord please pick a bunch for me
Place them in my Mother'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 on her cheek
And hold her for awhile.
Because remembering her is easy
I do it everyday.
But there's an ache within my heart
That will never go away.
