And Counting Poem by Dónall Dempsey

And Counting

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You say
you hope

that I will still
love you

when you’re
77.

And I say: “Well,
...no! ”

I was hoping to
love you at least

until
you were

97

& then
take out a lease

on whatever’s left

even to
infinity and beyond.

Or as
the old Irish

marriage proposal puts it:

”How
would you like to be

buried with my people! ”

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Janice Windle 22 September 2008

You've made me laugh AGAIN my love! (always with joy)

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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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