This Too Shall Pass

On Friday my sister passed away after a relatively short illness. It was a very powerful reminder of how fragile life can be…

I wrote this poem several years ago, seated beneath a giant bell that faces a local graveyard.

For Whom The Bell Tolls

Seagulls scream overhead,

Above the mighty bell,

While Inis Caorach lies silent,

Between two stone walls,

In Loving Memories fill my gaze,

Of a dear wife and mother, husbands, daughters, sons…

Short sacred memories of infants and newborn,

Sarah, Peter, Rose and John,

Con, Connie, Cornelius,

Lie beneath Celtic Crosses or marble standing stones,

Inishal, Crohy Boyle, Bunawack,

Derrydruel, Milltown and Craghey,

No townland remains untouched,

One inscription says it all,

“For whom the bell tolls, the bell of the Angelus, remind me of ye.”





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