If flowers grow in heaven, Lord, then pick a bunch for me. Then place them in my grandmother’s arms and tell her they’re from me. Tell her that I love and miss her and when she turns to smile,...

God looked around his garden And found an empty place. He then looked down upon the earth, And saw your tired face. He put His arms around you And lifted you to rest. God’s garden must be...

To our dearest amma, Words cannot express our pain of losing you. We miss you so much amma. Love you so much. Yours ever loving. Indu and Loga