Written by: Derek Fitzgerald

                         She the 1 who faught and presented me with life
                                a mother , a sister , and my fathers wife
                             She who caresses all our cuts and bruises
                        when were down and in need she never refuses
                          She gives her love without need to be asked
                     with her loved ones her colors are nailed to the mast
                        Shes our cleaner our cook our source of effection
                  and can see through our hearts with alarming perseption
                       Shes missed and rememberd by all those she new
                         and in heaven i know theres a place just for you