Saturday, June 19, 2010
If yellow roses grow in heaven, Lord, then pick a bunch for me. Place them in my Daddy's arms & tell him they're from me. Tell him that I love & miss him, & when he turns to smile, place a kiss upon his cheek & hold him for awhile. Because remembering him is easy, I do it every day, but there's an ache in my heart that will never go away.
(From Chris' Facebook page - thought it was really special)
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(((hugs)))
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