Two Final Journeys Comments

Oh sure I was there in your every verse.Ol Ireland will never be any the worse for this tale my fine feckle friend. For sure I give ten. So very well done Frank. Warmly from Fay.

A very charming poem

LOL...Where's GPS when you need it? ? ? : -) Great poem! Hugs, Dee

the insight of this poem and memoirs of a story... Go on down this road a ways, about a mile, Perhaps a little more, then at Careys Cross go left. Be careful mind, do not take the bog boreen, ‘Tis hardly used at all these days. Modern times. What with new-fangled central heating and the like It's not turf now ye young ones are wanting to be cuttin’.

Meet you at McGraths now know where it's at Say when and of olden times we'll chat

Reads like a Clancy Brother's song. I have not been to your wonderful country in about 10 years (my wife's family is from Cabra in Dublin. Your poems are so very Irish at heart that I long to return sooner rather than later.

Your directions, told so captivatingly in your poem, I read with a smile. Thank you Frank much enjoyed.

Good poem Frank. I guess I don't need mapquest now...b/c I have Frank Cannon! Cool concept. Well written. Top marks! -Michael

This is enchanting Frank - you've captured the lilt of your Irish storyteller and woven it into your directions with great charm and ease. A byegone year perhaps you are remembering - or are these wonderful characters still around? love, Allie xxxx