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TREVIZO, DOLORES B. 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 awhile. Because remembering her is easy, I do it every day. But there's an ache within my heart, Because we are missing her today... Happy Birthday Mama! With Love Your Family