In loving memory of our mother and grandmother, Violet Weitzel, who passed away

one year ago today.

If roses grow in Heaven Lord,

Please pick a bunch for us.

Place them in our mother's arms

And tell her they're from us.

Tell her we 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,

We do it every day,

But there is an ache within our hearts

That will never go away.