The death has taken place on Tuesday 28th February 2012 of Margaret Casey (née Duggan), of Tooreenbawn, Millstreet. Removal this evening (Thursday 1st March) at 8pm from Tarrants Funeral Home to St.Patricks Church, Millstreet. Requiem Mass on tomorrow Friday at 12 noon, with burial afterwards to the adjoining Cemetery.
On our life’s journey for us many a dawn
When Margaret left Claraghatlea for Tooreenbawn
To marry Michael Casey a good man
Her new life close to Mushera she began
In Tooreenbawn four miles from Millstreet Town
Within view of Mushera in his cloak of brown
She raised four children got on with her life
In her new challenge of mother and wife
In her younger years quite lovely to behold
She did not live for to grow very old
A crippling stroke from her took most of her quality of life away
And at sixty nine she lived her last night and day
She may have lived and died as one unsung
But when mum was ill she took care of us when we were young
The job of mother on her young shoulders fell
Of an easy life poor Margaret could not tell
Our best of memories can move us to tears
When I think of Margaret and the bygone years
I do feel sad of that why should i lie
Though the happiest memories in us till we die
In Millstreet now not much for one like me
So many there i knew i would not see
Good memories of them are all that remain
Though the mental pictures of them i retain
In the old Millstreet Town cemetery at peace now Margaret lay
From the homes she loved not very far away
From Claraghatlea where she looked on her first dawn
And from her marriage home in higher Tooreenbawn.
“Margaret” is a poem by Francis Duggan about his sister.
http://francisrhymer.blogspot.ie/2012/03/margaret.html
(mdc)
On the last time i saw Margaret and Michael the cold winds of December did blow
And the slopes of Mushera Mountain were white with big patches of snow
I did not tell them i was leaving that from the Boggeraghs i would soon be miles away
The word of farewell always has been for me a hard word for to say
Since the last time i saw Michael and Margaret going back twenty eight years ago
Tooreenbawn has been through many changes and time it has become my foe
Though the high fields in view of old Mushera would not have changed with the passing of time
The babies born in the mid nineteen eighties are now in their physical prime
When last i saw Margaret and Michael deciduous trees of their leaves quite bare
In December by the Boggeragh Ranges the days without rain are quite rare
The migratory redwing thrushes were chirping on every bush, tree and hedgerow
And the drains and streamlets full of brown rainwater down to the bank high river quickly did flow
When last i saw Margaret and Michael the chill winds of December did blow
Across the high fields in view of Mushera on weather cold enough to snow
I little thought then that in parting that them i would never more see
Their last remains at rest forever in Millstreet Town’s old Cemetery.
“On The Last Time I Saw Margaret And Michael” is by Francis Duggan
http://francisrhymer.blogspot.ie/2015/01/on-last-time-i-saw-margaret-and-michael.html
(mdc)