Treasure Island

Matt Mooney

(1943 / South Galway, Ireland.)

Agony Aunt


The merry widow in her home,
So proud of her tidy residence,
Hostess to all who rambled in-
No age barrier or code of entry.
Seated beyond, beside the fire,
Always happy to have visitors.
Summer or winter all the same,
Goodhumoured, so dependable.
Sitting back while storytelling-
Smoking Carrolls number one;
Listening to the bits and pieces
That could be told to her alone

Submitted: Tuesday, December 18, 2012

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She was a warm hearted, understanding friend that we were lucky to have had in our young days.

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  • Hazel Durham (12/24/2012 7:18:00 AM)

    A wonderful poem about an amazing woman who was so good-natured and understanding.
    Great tribute! (Report) Reply

  • Smoky Hoss (12/22/2012 11:22:00 AM)

    Some folks are such a wonder, such a gift. Sounds as though she were, and much more. Wonderful tribute. (Report) Reply

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