In loving memory of Ruth Marie Adsit
A loving mother grandmother and great grandmother...

Every night that you walk away,
I cry on the floor...

I understand,
There is a fight...

At times u hear me,
At times u see me...

We dance around,
With on another...

When the tears come forward,
My blood will follow...

When life is good,
You come around...

Hero's are those who are here to stay,
The ones that never walk away...