A Rose For My Mom In Heaven
Rose for my Mom in
For every rose I bring to you,
Is never enough to pay,
For all the love you have given me,
Each and every day.
For every teardrop that will flow,
Could never bring you back,
But all my memories that I hold,
Will always be intact.
This rose is just a simple way,
Of showing you how I feel,
And perhaps someday as time goes by,
The lonely days will heal.
Your face is just a memory now,
That is stored inside my heart,
And there will come a day, dear Mom,
When we will never part.
© Ann Hart
In Memory Of My
Gone Home To Jesus