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Limerick Musings…Recovery
The annual summer visit to Limerick this year was marked by the turn of the key in the door of the house that is now the family home without my mother. I wrote about that feeling of absence many years ago, in a poem called Emptynest, on the death of my father, when we children […]
WHEN CHRISTMAS CAME BUT ‘ONCE A YEAR’
When we were children the year seemed so long from one Christmas to another -maybe it was because Christmas only came but ‘once a year’ back then. We really looked forward to this holiday season, it was the only time of the year when there was an abundance of food around the house, special foods […]