Do you remember the big shamrock she used to wear ?
The oversized hat and the ribbons green white and gold, that
Shimmered like her, so bold.
We laughed when we saw it, and curled up in a ball.
But she didn’t care, about our loving jeers
Delighted to walk in the Tallaght parade.
We’d revel in her joy like rainbows breaking clouds.
Entertained for hours when she was well.
Eating monkey nuts , shells scattered over a cold floor
Newspapers strewn to the door.
It was chips all round, and she’d only ask for a bit of
Round the rocky roads , black the clouds that
Sometimes covered her like a shroud, when her stormy mind
The worry gene that plagued a Gaelic heart.