Ann N. Stuart
In loving memory of Ann N. Stuart, who passed away three years ago today.
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 her and miss her, and when she turns to smile, place a kiss on her cheek, and hold her for a while. Because remembering her is easy, I do it every day, but there's an ache within my heart that will never go away.
