Never more at the Cork track she'll watch her greyhounds race
And cheer home her winner with a smile on her face
Bridgie from the land of the living has gone
But good memories of her are destined to live on.
Pre-deceased by her husband the one and only Dan
The Collins of Cockhill are a well known clan
They raised a big family the Collins name won't die
And the Cockhill Collins in numbers they will multiply.
The Collins of Millstreet are known far and wide
Far beyond Duhallow's old green Countryside
Through athletics and wrestling, greyhounds and gaelic football
Their names from the past one can readily recall.
And Bridgie their good mother she has passed away
For her sons and her daughters it is a sad day
But for each of us sad to say a final Fall
And the reaper who claimed her will one day claim us all.
Francis Duggan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bridgie-collins/
