In loving memory of Agnes Ryan.
Till roses lose their petals
Till the heather has lost it’s den
Till the end of time dear mother
We will always remember you.
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
As each and every day goes by.
Sadly missed by,
Joanne, Frances, Harold and Judy