When yellow roses grow in heaven Lord, pick a bunch for me. Place them in my Papa’s arms and tell him they’re from me. Tell him that 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 everyday, but there’s an ache within my heart….that will NEVER go away. IF YOUR TATAY, DADDY OR PAPA IS IN HEAVEN COPY AND PASTE. ♥ ♥

quote-book:

“When things are bad, we take comfort in the thought that they could always get worse. And when they are, we find hope in the thought that things are so bad they have to get better.”

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Malcolm S. Forbes (via kari-shma)