Tim Joe Dennehy Poem by Francis Duggan

Tim Joe Dennehy



Those who knew Tim Joe Dennehy do fondly recall
That as a young man for Millstreet he played Gaelic Football
It is so sad to learn that the farewell bell has tolled
For the once dashing forward of the green and gold

In Murphy's Terrace in Millstreet he grew into a man
But his life journey ended many kilometers from where it began
In Knockraha where he lived with his family and wife
The amiable Tim Joe lived out his life

In his late sixties when he passed away
But on how long we live we do not have a say
A painful terminal illness on his once strong and healthy body told
Suppose he was one not meant to live to die old

On long gone Summer Sundays when Nature was in bloom
In the football parks of Coachford and Macroom
For the dashing forward Tim Joe Dennehy the cheering was loud
Always a favorite of the Millstreet fans in the crowd

An amiable person well liked and well known
One can say of Tim Joe he was in a class of his own
His suffering behind him and in truth one can say
For all of us there will be a last night and day.

Tuesday, January 31, 2017
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