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 every day,
but there's an ache within my heart
that will never go away
Peter
15th October 2021
One of the Readings from Mum's service : Corinthians 13
Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered,
It keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
Peter
15th October 2021
Thank you for setting up this memorial to Deirdre.
We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.
Sent by Alzheimer's Society on 14/10/2021