
| When somebody dies a cloud turns into an angel and flies up to tell God to put another flower ROSE on a pillow
A bird gives the message back to People disappear but they never really go away
The spirits up there put the sun to
Sometimes you can see They paint the rainbows and also the sunsets and make
They toss shooting stars and listen to The view is nice
and I'm doing just fine
In Loving Memory Of My MOTHER ROSELLA *ROSE* M. GRIFFIN March 23, 1928 ~ March 28, 2000I Love You Mom Your Daughter
The Music playing is THE ROSE My mom loved this song so we had it playing for her on the day she was laid to rest The Rose Some say love, it is a river, that drowns the tender reed Some say love, it is a razor, that leads your soul to bleed Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need I say love, it is a flower, and you, its only seed
It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance
When the night has been too lonely, and the road has been too long |