Emily Miller
In loving memory of my mother - Emily Miller.
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 upon her cheek
And hold her for a while.
Because remembering her is easy,
I do it every day,
But there is an ache within my heart,
That will never go away.
