Perhaps some of them married and have raised their children and are the aging grandmothers of today
And some of them south of Duhallow aging in cities far away
Old memories do live on as a source of joy
Of Duhallow's young beauties when i was a boy
Since we are born to eventually die true to say
Perhaps some of them amongst the deceased now lay
And some of them in hair dye cloak their silver gray
Eventually everyone becomes a victim of time's decay
Perhaps on their flights of fancy in nostalgia they recall
Of how they danced in the Maple and the Star Ballrooms and the Edel Quinn Hall
Where they socialized fell in love in or near their life's prime
And this is going back some six decades in time
The Duhallow beauties of the mid fifties to the mid sixties physically have known a better day
Time does not wait for anyone as the wise one does say
On looking back the decades the years seemed to have gone fast
And memories are all we have left of the past.
Thursday, June 5, 2014
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