Grace
Born sleeping 9th August 2008
If roses grow in Heaven, Lord,
Please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my baby's arms
And tell her they're from me.
Tell her that I love 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 a pain within my heart
That will never go away.
Born sleeping 9th August 2008
If roses grow in Heaven, Lord,
Please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my baby's arms
And tell her they're from me.
Tell her that I love 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 a pain within my heart
That will never go away.
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