Gerald Healy

F Francis Duggan
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In Murphy's Terrace in Millstreet in Duhallow where he lived as a boy A carefree existence Gerald Healy did enjoy But in view of Clara mountain he was not one to stay He would raise his family from there far away One who was well known and liked in Millstreet Town As a boy i remember his hair was brown In the schoolyard at the lunch hour with the other boys games he did play The Millstreet he grew up in is a changed place today The Healys of Murphy's Terrace are known far and wide And many of them are aging beyond Duhallow's green countryside But their family links to Millstreet their children can trace To the Town by the Finnow their parental home place Gerald spent his young years in high Claramore This is going back in time years beyond three score A handsome young man in his physical prime But eventually we all become victims of time On looking back the years time seems to go fast In his late sixties or early seventies he breathed his last Hope his parting from life was a painless release In St Mary's by Cashman's Hill may he now rest in peace.

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