Regret 1 - Grandmother
That I didn’t study harder
That I didn’t learn to swim
That I didn’t show how much I loved her
Give her comfort when she was ill
Grandmother sitting on her velvet cushion
Marquisite brooch her bow to fashion
Black-draping widows weeds her dress
Jingling coins that she would confess
Were to be placed on “The Great McMurragh”
At the afternoon race at the Curragh
Copyright © Liz Walsh | Year Posted 2010
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