In loving memory of our dear mother and grandmother, Gladys Kirvan, who passed away 34 years ago, Oct. 14, 1978.

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 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,

Because I am missing her today.

Missed by

June, Bobby,

Suzanne and Jennifer

 

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