24/02/1934 - 18/03/2020
If roses grow in heaven Lord, pick a bunch for me
Place them in my husband's arm's and say they're from me
Tell him that I love him and miss him, and when he turns to smile,
Place a kiss upon his check and hold him for awhile.
Because remembering him is easy, I do it everyday,
But there is an ache within my heart that never goes away.
Love always Glenis
Miss you Dad: Karen, Wendy, Peter, Stephen and families
Publication: The Courier-Mail