Friday, July 8, 2016
The Former Rose Of Kanturk
She danced in the Edel Quinn Hall in Kanturk Town
In her late teens when her hair was light brown
The former Rose of Kanturk where might she be today?
Only know in Kanturk Town that she did not stay
A beautiful young woman free of conceit and guile
With the warmth of charm in her beautiful smile
Her journey in life took her to live elsewhere
To a bigger town in the big World out there
I wonder did she have children and become some man's wife
Or did she remain childless and lead a single life?
It has been more than four decades in time i recall
Since she danced her last dance in the Edel Quinn Hall
Eventually we all become victims of time
And the former Rose of Kanturk is now well past her prime
Memories of her youthful beauty i have to retain
When in fancy i visit Duhallow again.
Topic(s) of this poem: people