Kathleen

It is now five years since Eric has passed And Kathleen continues to work at the deli Fortunately time has passed fast With no time for dancing like Gene Kelly Her only day off was to watch the boys sport Kathleen was their biggest admirer It was so important it was all she sort It was more than just an appetiser A mothers love so grand The joy of watching John and Michael When opening to bat or bowl it was like Christ's coming Or on the football field again together She would be watching no matter the weather However when John played his first SANFL game Opposition fans full of abuse for such a young man Their tribal instinct too much a bitter pill For Kath to swallow and be a fan No longer to feel the thrill A mothers love so grand What a mother the boys had as she worked so hard All alone in the shop the sole provider But soon things would be marred Again the sharp blade of life a cruel reminder Her life was cut short when Kathleen had a stroke Not a stroke of luck as the Grim Reaper had struck She was dying but there was no crying John and Michael were strong they did not cry They did not know why A mothers love so grand Their grief was not for themselves but for their mother They reflected on what she had missed Marriages the births of their children Oh what a great grandmother Also its easy as young sons to be remiss That Kathleen was not just their mother But Eric was her lover And truly she did miss A mothers love so grand A mother's love so grand A mothers love so grand A mother's love so grand