Only The Memories

 Good Memories today are all i do retain

Of the what used to be but will not be again

When the travellers parked their horse drawn vans at the Shannaknock Cross

Time with it that brings change can leave a sense of loss

They loved their brown and white pinto horses that at horse fairs they bought and sold

And though their history a sad one it does deserve to be told

The descendants of the poor evicted by Cromwell left to survive on the roadway

That they did not have any life choices of them one can say

But as a people they seemed happy despite their poverty

And at night around their campfires they told stories, sung and played music though this is now history

In the late nineteen fifties  increased motorized traffic to their ways of travel brought change

And the Shannaknock Cross without it's parked romany vans seemed to say the least strange

They were fine storytellers, musicians and singers and enjoyed their nomadic lives

Travelling in their horse drawn vans with their children and wives

And only the memories today do remain 

Of the what used to be never to be again.