Kevin O' Sullivan Poem by Francis Duggan

Kevin O' Sullivan



Of Millstreet Town a lifetime resident for years he had lived on Main Street
Poor Kevin O' Sullivan has gone to the Reaper he is one we will never more meet
He must have been into his eighties of human years his was a long span
But he is one we will remember for Kevin was a gentleman
In fact it can be said of him that he would not harm a fly
Quite friendly among people he knew though with strangers he felt a bit shy
One of the elder citizens of Millstreet one well loved and well known in the Town
Main Street without him will seem the poorer where he often walked up and down
He was a kind and honest person one who never sought worldly fame
To distinguish him from other O' Sullivans 'Kevin Sal' was his nickname
As far as i know he was childless and he never did have a wife
He was such a likeable fellow one who led an honorable life
In the old Cemetery at the West End the last remains of Kevin lay
Never more to be seen around Millstreet and that does seem a sad thing to say.

Wednesday, April 27, 2016
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