On Receiving A Letter From Connie Taylor Poem by Francis Duggan

On Receiving A Letter From Connie Taylor



He wrote Francis pay that visit soon don't leave it go too late
For time as ever ticking on and time on none does wait
Old friends you know now getting old and age weaken the strong
And Millstreet changing all the time you've been away too long.

Words of advice from an erstwhile friend though he now lives far away
From Millstreet in the County Cork in San Franscisco U.S.A.
But years ago I still recall I often heard Connie say
Are you still in this boring place what's here for you to stay? .

He drummed with Millstreet Pipers band when he was in his prime
And that is going back more than twenty years and that seems a long time
Till lust for wander got to him and he too left Millstreet
He's one I have not seen for years and one I'd like to meet.

He told me of people I knew in Tanyard field they lay
They still live on in memory their flesh only decay
Pakie Coffee, Brendan Moynihan, Andy Salle and Ted 0
And Bina Taylor still lives though she died thirteen years ago

And Dan and Nora Sullivan also gone and their cottage has been sold
And of all of those good and kind people good stories could be told
Around the homes where they once lived their spirits living still
And they will live forever in that Town by Clara hill.

His letter took me back the years to places far away
To 'the Glasheen' that little rill where as children we did play
To Inchaleigh and Claraghatlea where Finnow journey down
The bond that seems to bind us still we once lived near Millstreet Town.

Are you still in this boring place? such words he used to say
When he returned from distant lands for his brief holiday
And now he advise me to visit home coming from him that sounds strange
But then in people's thinking one has to allow for change.

A letter from Connie Taylor living in the U.S.A.
I've known him since he was a boy in Millstreet far away
I had not heard from him for years but still so nice to know
That I'm still remembered from the past from all of those years ago.

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