I was very sad in those days
And didn’t know what to do
I kept it hidden all inside
Nobody helped me through
Priests and girls don’t fall in love
If they do it’s trouble
Come away and shut it down
Back inside your bubble
But now I’m older
Played the game
Come through dark and struggle
Now I know what we should do
How to manage trouble
A counsellor is honest talk
Not any kind of chatter
Compassionate they hear your side
But truth is all the matter
To hold you to the truth of life
This their kind achievement
And bring you back from sorrow’s pit
And from your deep bereavement
The ones who followed Jesus
Looked into the face of truth
And we if we will do the same
Shall find eternal youth
Brian Fahy
13 August 2021
Erris Poetry 