If Roses grow in Heaven, Lord please pick a bunch for me. Place them in my Grandma'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 an ache within my heart that just won't away. Loving and missing you ~~today, tomorrow & always