Daniel McDonagh Poems

It saddens me when I think back
To the year of '81,
As Ireland wept and a nation mourned
To the loss of 10 brave sons.
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Malachy Quinn, now he owns a pub,
That he christened, the Walfrid Inn.
He is there day and night, seven days a week,
To welcome visitors that travel over from Ireland.
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Listen to your heart my friend
and hear what it has to say.
Pay attention to its rhythms
when you stand down Parkhead's way
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And I watch the trees sway in the breeze
and shine when covered in rain,
I see no hope of today being blessed
as the rain continues to beat down upon us.
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At last, when I reach heaven
The gates will open wide
Were angels will be dressed in the colors
Of emerald green and white.
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Our grandmothers and grandfathers
Left their hearts back in Ireland,
Leaving behind them, the famine,
The death and starvation.
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On the moors of Goavn
It has rained for an eternity,
The sky has remained dark,
For the moon is ever glowing.
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I, the poet,
Stand by my Grave,
Were pauper hands
Have cleaned and saved,
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I’m a destitute Roman Catholic
On a long road but a short journey
To the sanctuary of St.Kentigern’s.
The drizzle rain of saddened tears
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The stars spoke to the sun,
The sun talked to the rain,
The rain whispered to the trees,
The trees told the soil,
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