Judy Buckley

In Claramore as Judy Pomeroy she first saw light of day And later became the wife of Denis Buckley of Mount Leader from there not far away A good mother to her children and to the late Denis a good wife In view of Clara Mountain she lived most of her life In her lifetime Judy Buckley never sought the public limelight I remember her as quietly spoken, dark haired, tall and attrcative and of build slight Near the Town of Millstreet she spent most of her years And her family and friends would have farewelled her in tears Though the dead never hear for them the tolling of the church bell Eventually for all from life there is a final farewell Judy Buckley passed from life in the Prime of the Spring When in the groves of Mount Leader birds whistle and sing All we have are our memories of the long gone past And the clocks on our lives ever keep ticking fast When i was a boy Judy Buckley was a beautiful young woman in her life's prime Though this is going back many decades in time Gone from Mount Leader a well known and loved face She now is at peace in her last resting place Under the earth of St Mary's in view of Cashman's Hill Her heart that beat with kindness is forever still.