If roses grow in heaven, Lord please pick a bunch for me, place them in my fathers arms and tell him they're from me. Tell him that I love and miss him every single day, and when he turns to smile, place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for a while. Because remembering is easy I do it every day, but there's an ache in my heart that will never go away. I miss you dad 💔 Happy birthday up there our first of many without you 😔 All my love as always your little sisty 💞

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Raised for the event: Dedicated to the memory of John O'sullivan