‘If roses grow in heaven, Lord please pick a bunch for me. Place them in my father’s arms and tell him they’re from me. Tell him I miss him, and when he turns to smile, place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for a while. Because remembering him is easy, I do it every day. But there’s an ache within my heart, that will never go away.’
Thinking of you today on your birthday. Love you pa xx