On Meeting Margaret Kelleher Poem by Francis Duggan

I met her in Wantirna South her son Mick threw a party
And she looks younger than her years and she seems hale and hearty
She's been a friend from way way back and than her there's none beter
And I feel happy that we've met quite happy to have met her.

She came out with her Grandson her brother Ed and sister Kitty
To visit Mick and family south east of Melbourne City
A long long way from Clara Hill she found the journey tiring
But then she say she may return her courage worth admiring.

Her husband Denis died last year he expired in December
He was a friend and a good man as well I might remember
I did not talk of Denis much to her 'twould only fuel her sorrow
The past forever is the past we must look to tomorrow.

And Margaret Kelleher gone back home to Millstreet in Duhallow
Where I spent many happy days till I had dreams to follow
And meeting her so far from home a memory I will cherish
And good memories cheer the cheerless heart and in the mind doesn't perish.