Judy Buckley

In Claramore as Judy Pomeroy she first saw light of day
And later became the wife of Denis Buckley of Mount Leader from there not far away
A good mother to her children and to the late Denis a good wife
In view of Clara Mountain she lived most of her life

In her lifetime Judy Buckley never sought the public limelight
I remember her as quietly spoken, dark haired, tall and attrcative and of build slight
Near the Town of Millstreet she spent most of her years
And her family and friends would have farewelled her in tears

Though the dead never hear for them the tolling of the church bell
Eventually for all from life there is a final farewell
Judy Buckley passed from life in the Prime of the Spring
When in the groves of Mount Leader birds whistle and sing

All we have are our memories of the long gone past
And the clocks on our lives ever keep ticking fast
When i was a boy Judy Buckley was a beautiful young woman in her life's prime
Though this is going back many decades in time

Gone from Mount Leader a well known and loved face
She now is at peace in her last resting place
Under the earth of St Mary's in view of Cashman's Hill
Her heart that beat with kindness is forever still.