If Roses Grow
In Heaven

If roses grow in Heaven,
Lord please pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my Granny's arms
And tell her they are from me.
Tell her I love her and I miss her,
And when she turns to smile,
Place a kiss upon her cheek.
And hold her for awhile.
Because remembering her is easy,
I do it every day.
But there's an ache in my heart
That will never go away.