Mother Rose Ann Porter a loving and faithful mother, grandmother and friend. 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 that 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. Mother Rose Ann Porter will be missed by a host of relatives and friends.

Proverbs 31