Joan C. Reed

August 7, 1931 to May 13, 2004

If roses grow in heaven

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 everyday,
But there is an ache within my heart
that will never go away.

With love from your family