Svetlana Grigorlan
13.08.1950 - 13.03.2019
If roses grew 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 I love her and miss her,
and when she turns smile, place a kiss upon her cheek and hold her for a while.
In loving memory of mum and wife that meant so much.
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