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SAIZ -- Petrita If roses grow in heaven Lord, please pick a bunch for me. Place them in my mom'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 a while Because remembering her is easy I do it every day, but there's an ache within my heart that will never go away. Mom, I miss you so much, but I know you are in a better place with no more pain and suffering. May God hold you near and his angels watch over all you have left behind. Love Your Daughter, Darlene
        Published on: Thu November 27, 2008