HOSTALEK, Barbara

01 February 1934 - 25 September 2019

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,
that will never go away.

Love Anna and Family