Saint Patrick, Saint You

Today is the day we toast with our friends, the Irish who honor St. Pat;

We’ll sing Irish songs and dance Irish jigs, and eat corned beef that’s trimmed of its’ fat!

And we’ll all wear some green, a dress or a shirt, for that is the color to do;

But even though I’m decked out in real emerald tones, inside my heart will be blue!

I’ll try to enjoy this great festive day, on the outside I’ll have a big grin;

But deep in my heart I’ll be crying some tears, for so long without you I’ve been!

Just as the Irish have their special saint; I myself, have one too;

And this one I honor with prayers every day, my saint has always been you!

You spent your whole life making mine good, whatever I needed to live;

Your favorite place was right by my side, and if I erred, you’d always forgive!

Your sweet love was always there for the take, unselfishly devoted to me;

And when I’d hold you close and when we would kiss, oh how happy you’d be!

But one night a very long time ago, you had to take leave of my side;

Now since that day, I’ve missed you so much, and millions of tears have I cried!

So, on this St. Patrick’s, I’ll do all my best, to honor their saint they love true;

But secretly, each time I raise up my glass, I’ll be toasting to my dearest St. You!