Chris Ford

He grew to a man in Millstreet and is buried in Knocknagree But he did not live to grow old in his mid fifties maybe When the Reaper claimed the life of him the one who will claim the life of me But a good person like Chris Ford will live in the memory Of not alone in family and friends but all who knew him he was a gentleman For he never harmed anyone in his not too lengthy life span A person well worth knowing about him he did have a nice way But on the length of the life span we are granted we do not have a say. Chris Ford grew up in the Town of Millstreet where he spent some of his life 'Til he fell in love with a lovely woman from Knocknagree the one who became his wife It was cancer claimed the life from him he did not live to grow old But the story of his successful life is one that should be told. And though even the mighty tree of the forest to the Reaper's scythe must fall In the life of a good person like Chris Ford there's a lesson for us all That the person in our thoughts is living though life's breath from the person gone And in the memories of those who knew him Chris Ford is living on.