Cold January it was
The day that I was born
A nurse smacked my bottom
Welcome to the storm
My mother loved me from day one
My father loved me too
Sisters and brother came along
We were a happy crew
I found a love to light my life
Margaret was her name
Ten years since I lost her
Ten years on my own
What have these years taught me?
All alone is death
We need the love of others
Vital as drawing breath
And when our time comes to depart
If loved ones are seen
I’ll depart this life as Big Tom says
The same way I came in
The journey done the contest over
Yes all passion spent
But happy in the knowledge
Love was a thing I kent
Brian Fahy
3 January 2023