I do not think of you lying in the wet clay
Of a Monaghan graveyard; I see
You walking down a lane among the poplars
On your way to the station, or happily
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Most beautiful poem about the poet's late mother.And so full of mealncholy.
One of Ireland's most controversial and colorful literary figures, said his biographical notes. This poem in memory to his mother, how very sad, as all children, the poet did not wish her death, he preferred her walking in the town, he dislike her lying under the clay.5 Stars full.
i took this poem to a different level i loved it unreal like
maginificent rip too the rip to the base baldys out of his face yup ouvit son
A beautiful poem better understood by country farming people who can see his world in their minds eye
such a lovely great remembrance poem penned.........great 10++
And I think of you walking along a headland Of green oats in June, So full of repose, so rich with life - And I see us meeting at the end of a town.. In sweet remembrance of the loving mother..lovely poem. tony
Well articulated and nicely brought forth from inner recesses of the heart. A beautiful creation, very heartfelt.
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A great remembrance. Very touching.