Some Of The Girls Poem by Francis Duggan

Some of the girls I knew in my boyhood years in Millstreet in Duhallow
The wanderlust was in their young hearts and their dreams they did follow
To bigger Towns beyond the seas far from the Finnow and Blackwater
The saddened parents shed their tears for their migrating daughter.

In the Corpus Christi processions through Millstreet Town the young convent school girls looked pretty
Some of them later on migrated to live and work in the big City
With their baskets of flower petals they kissed the petals and on the street then threw them
Oh they were innocent and young to us young boys who knew them.

Some of the girls I knew in my school going days are now with the departed
But in my memory they live on young and pure and light- hearted
I visualize them as they were and they have not grown older
In their ginger, brown, dark and blond hair that hung loose to the shoulder.

Some of the girls I knew in my school going days still living in Duhallow
They fell in love with and married local men each has a different dream to follow
They kissed and tossed their flower petals as they walked in the procession
In their white communion dresses innocence in their expression.