Sinéad Leyden, Contributor.
The familiar chant would sing
‘Mauno’s Frog Road’ as once we did see
the landmarks we loved,
so desperately.
Year on year, on we did march
upon Cratloe Woods – Kieran-
Captain in Command,
with bucketsful of tadpoles
we would save from stagnant ponds…
The treehouse, risky go-karts,
the swings, even to prickly cacti –
my fondest childhood memories
do ring.
How time shifts.
Do you recognise me?
Those piercing blue eyes, I’ll never forget
-soul searching-
shaping my heart for eternity.
Never
Say
Goodbye.
‘As it brings a tear to the eye’
but instead say
Cheerio,
because this life
is just for a little while.
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