The Old Cinema At The West End Poem by Francis Duggan

The Old Cinema At The West End



So many leaves of Autumn have turned to brown
Since the old cinema was closed at the West End of Millstreet Town
Many of the young people back then are grandparents today
And as is said of time it ticks and ticks away

Owned by Ciss MacSweeney who bequeathed it to her nephew Donal Murphy who bequeathed to his son Matt the old cinema is now a furniture store
To Millstreet Town a favorite place of entertainment lost forever more
Where young love did blossom and sadly for some too did end
That young love can be fickle why otherwise pretend

The old cinema at the West End of Millstreet Town a memory of the past
Like most things in a time of change it too did not last
But changes keep happening and time does tick on
And at midnight this evening today will be gone

Some of the patrons at the old cinema at the West End among the deceased do lay
Whilst others in Millstreet have chosen for to stay
And others from Duhallow are growing old far away
That time does not wait for anyone only seems true to say

The old cinema at the West End on view of high Claramore
Is nowadays widely known as Matt Murphy's furniture store
Fond memories are recalled when old friends do meet
And life does go on in the Town of Millstreet.

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