Peggy O Deere

F Francis Duggan
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Sad am I so sad to hear About the death of Mary O's daughter Peggy O Deere From her old Hometown many miles away Her remains in Dublin lay. I knew her since I was a Primary school going boy She was five or six years older than I She was one I used to meet On the road west of Millstreet. Cycling to and from the Millstreet convent years ago She always smiled and said hello, Always in a happy mood Never knew her to be sour or rude. A beautiful teenager with shoulder length dark hair Always happy and free of care In my memory she did not age or gray And I still see her as young today In Claraghatlea by Clara hill Memories of her living still Always smiling and free of care And people like her far too rare. Sad am I so sad to hear Of the death of Peggy O Deere The lovely girl I used to know In my school days years ago.

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