Linda HOWARD (nee Walsh) Loving memories of our dearly loved daughter. If roses grow in heaven Lord, Pick a bunch with care, Place them in our daughter's arms, And tell her we still care. Call out her name softly, And when she looks your way, Tell her that we love her, And miss her more each day. Love forever, Mum and Dad xx Each night in the sky, There's a star shining bright, It's our lovely mum, Linda, Just saying good night. Love you, Matthew and Chloe xx
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