On the 11th anniversary of my Mom’s passing, we congregate in the Phoenix Park
We have a picnic, take a walk, then it’s back to my sister’s ‘til after dark
The wine is flowing, there’s a chicken in the oven, my sister is cooking up a storm
A fine day for it, the weather’s on our side, sunny side up, in the sunshine it’s warm.
Remembering my Mom, a force to be reckoned with, such a strong woman by all accounts
Time took its toll, she met the Grim Reaper, now how we miss her in large amounts
So we raise our glasses, a toast to her life, it’s not a day for tears
We’re commemorating her time on Earth, gone in just 61 years.
Faith In The Ripple Effect 