John Mullane Poem by Francis Duggan

John Mullane



John Mullane was a Coolikerane farmer where he lived with his three daughters and his wife
He was a fellow with a love of horses the equines played a large part in his life
'Twas sad enough for to read of his passing amongst the deceased of Millstreet his remains now lay
But none of us are born to live forever for all of us a final night and day
The World was better for him living in it of him that would be a fair thing to say
If there's a Horses Heaven he is nearby from equines he could not live far away
I have known a few people who have loved horses with dog people they do share common ground
And the John Mullanes who trade in and love horses in every part of Ireland to be found
He will never more be seen at the horse fairs in September and March in nearby Millstreet Town
Or in his car on the Coolikerane road where with horses in horse box he often drove up and down
Our different interests do make us more interesting we would seem boring if our interests were the same
In my younger years when people talked of horse people John Mullane's was an often mentioned name
He will not be seen again at Millstreet horse fairs on the first day of Spring or the first day of The Fall
Perhaps he's living now near Horses Heaven for such a place would suit him best of all.

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