DOROTHY MACAULAY

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DOROTHY MACAULAY If roses grow in Heaven
Lord please pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my mother's arms
and tell her they are 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 awhile.

Because remembering her is easy,
I do it every day.
But there is an ache within my heart
that will never go away.

Happy Birthday Mom, love Dean

As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Jul 29, 2019