KNOW YOU THIS 

Yes, it is me. A fleeting thought, 

Passing through your mind, 

I am there always, waiting, 

for you to find, 

Know you this, you are forever cared for, 

Know you this, it is I who cares, 

 

For we are family, born to the same clan, 

Share the same genes,  

From some woman or man, 

Not always speaking, yet ever present in dreams, 

Know you this, I think of you often, 

Know you this, I cared, in your darkest times  

 

I cared enough to fill a box, 

with things you might enjoy, 

I care enough to listen, 

when others may not try, 

Know you this, of you, I fondly think, 

Know you this, lean on me, when you face the brink, 

 

We are family, share the love and loss, 

We are many and we are few, 

We all have in time paid the price, suffered the cost, 

Looking back the love and loss we knew, 

But hear this, you are loved, 

Know this, you are thought fondly of, 

 

We are eldest and youngest, look forward and recall, 

Parent and child, helped cushion many a fall, 

Sat at life's table, we share in the good, 

Iron out anything, misunderstood, 

Know you this, good or not I think of you, 

Forever care for, and family cares, 

Present in dreams, thought of often, 

In your darkest hour, you have family, 

Whom fondly of you think. 

 

Christy o donnell 😊 

 The pandemic shows no sign of shifting 

Let's all have a party in Clifden 

If they find out so what 

They're a right foolish lot 

We'll spin em a yarn and they’ll listen 

my corona

My covid-19

A virus called covid-19, has developed a life of its own,
Now most of us are locked in our homes alone,
Asked by those now in power, to isolate,
Lest we catch this thing and seal our own fate,
People on the internet offering all kinds of aid,
To those in need and they’re not getting paid,
As I look out my window at the flowers and the birds,
There are young ones driving by, on quads in herds,
Who knows why they refuse to isolate,
Why they help this thing spread until it's too late,
To each other they pass it, while they’re coming and going,
People dying in thousands, in beds all alone,
But no amount of asking will keep these young ones at bay,
They are invincible, no matter what we try say,
Sulkies and ponies pulling traps on the road,
Three or four young fellas is the poor ponies load,
But the pony will survive covid-19, he will live,
While these young one's the virus, to each other will give,
And carry it home to family or a friend,
Soon after that, for most it’s the end,
A virus has taken hold of our lives one and all,
Before it kills us, Stupidity will finish us all,
While some could care more and more could care less,
It is ignorance that will find us all in a mess,
So, ride on your bikes and quads and such,
But ask yourselves what price is too much,
When parents and relatives have taken their last breath,
Is it your dinner you will miss when surrounded by death?