In Murphy's Terrace in Millstreet in Duhallow where he lived as a boy
A carefree existence Gerald Healy did enjoy
But in view of Clara mountain he was not one to stay
He would raise his family from there far away
One who was well known and liked in Millstreet Town
As a boy i remember his hair was brown
In the schoolyard at the lunch hour with the other boys games he did play
The Millstreet he grew up in is a changed place today
The Healys of Murphy's Terrace are known far and wide
And many of them are aging beyond Duhallow's green countryside
But their family links to Millstreet their children can trace
To the Town by the Finnow their parental home place
Gerald spent his young years in high Claramore
This is going back in time years beyond three score
A handsome young man in his physical prime
But eventually we all become victims of time
On looking back the years time seems to go fast
In his late sixties or early seventies he breathed his last
Hope his parting from life was a painless release
In St Mary's by Cashman's Hill may he now rest in peace.
Friday, September 9, 2016
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