Dublin Granny Poem by Michael Cochrane

Dublin Granny



Granny sang her song about Skibbereen with tears in her eyes, and recalled her youth in Balbriggan, troubles came and went, but she endured many hard times. Granny danced a jig with me in my childhood and took me to Carfin to see the blessed family, always pious and devoted to her faith. Angel granny I'm smiling still.
Michael Cochrane ©

Dublin Granny
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