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Joan Long

That life is unpredictable is surely not a lie
Joan the youngest of Jer and Mary Long's six children is the youngest of them to die
Such a beautiful person in every way
In the quiet of St Mary's her remains now lay

Born and raised by the Cails at Annagloor less than two miles from Millstreet Town
To be a good person her claim to renown
For anyone that should be enough of fame
Her good qualities many too many to name

In her mid to late fifties she breathed her last
On looking back the decades time does go so fast
As a young woman she became Mrs Daly and went to live in Boherbue
I recall her as beautiful, young and carefree

We who knew her fond memories of her we'll retain
What was Annagloor's loss became Boherbue's gain
Us people like Nature's Seasons to life come and from go
Time eventually does become everyone's foe

In the flesh in Duhallow never more to be seen
But fond memories of her will remain evergreen
In the minds of her friends and her family
To have known one like her is a privilege to me.

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