Mary Murray

mary murray would smile at me as we took a drink or two or three sometimes maybe we’d just touch hands we were only friends you understand she had her loves and I had mine as well sometimes we’d both giggle but never tell often we’d sit there in brian’s bar us two when we both had nothing better to do and we would talk and all the while I would look at mary’s smile and sometimes ache inside deep and think of her when I couldn’t sleep we decided to be .together one night but it somehow didn’t seem quite right we had one kiss then laughter started and mutually we quickly parted a quick embrace then mary I think said lets get to .brians’s for a drink its forty years since that day I watched mary murray drive away our course had come to an end both said see you soon old friend it wasn’t to be and I regret so much that mary and me just lost touch I think I have total recall still think fondly of them all mick wilf bill titch and paddy and the smile of mary murray mary murray would smile at me as we took a drink or two or three we were only friends you understand sometimes maybe we’d just touch hands