DAVIS Marie Loving Wife, Mother, Grandmother and Mother-in-Law. If roses grow in Heaven Lord pick a bunch for me. Place them in my mothers arm and tell her they're from me. Tell her that I love 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 everyday. But there is an ache within my heart because I'm missing her today. George