It’s been five years,
But when I speak of her too long,
Still I come to tears
I guess I’m still not that strong
The day after Thanksgiving did I bury her
In my heart now, do I still carry her
Special, very special, is a mother’s love
Similar to that of our Father God above
Lessons of life did she teach me
All of her love did she give free, to me
Even when I would misbehave
Still – she did not take, but she freely gave
I love her dearly just because
A model of a true woman she was
I thank God for her existence
To his will, she had no resistance
So in actuality – she’s still in existence
In my heart, she’ll always be a part of me
Yes — that, she will always be
I love you Mushie — your Bobby
