Post #40 - Another Poem

If roses grow in heaven,
God please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my uncle's arms,
And tell him they're from me.

Tell him I love and miss him,
And when he turns to smile,
Place a kiss upon his cheek,
And hold him for awhile.

Because remembering him is easy,
I do it every day,
But there's an ache within my heart,
Because I am missing him today.

xoxo Karen