Faith and begorra I found it
the old memory of the taste
of her own Irish Stew recipe
none like it on the internet
I forgot the ingredients
I mean they were there
locked in my memory box
taste is powerful with effort
I could be sitting at her table
Laughing and savoring taste
Potatoes carrots onions celery
mince rolled up in wee balls
1 stock cube of beef and her
secret ingredient of something
that made that sing sing sing
oh my precious Lou..a....bell
You raised me one day at a
time with joke jest and ridicule
