Nora Dennehy Poem by Francis Duggan

Nora Dennehy



One of the Kilcorney Twomeys Nora Neily Dennehy's wife
She raised three sons and a daughter and she led an honest life
In the lives of friends and family there is none to take her place
And Millstreet is the poorer without her smiling face
Near her old home in Lackabawn where she lived for many a day
In the cemetery of St Mary's her remains forever lay
The years take toll on everyone and time on none does wait
But the successful life of Nora Dennehy we ought to celebrate
On her life journey from Kilcorney she made many a friend
And one can only hope she did not suffer too much that her's was a peaceful end
To the sharp scythe of the reaper we are destined to fall
And at the end of our life's journey death does await us all
As a good wife and a good mother by good example she did lead
And at leading a successful life Nora Dennehy did succeed.

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