Neily Dennehy

Poem By Francis Duggan

Neily Dennehy in his prime years was athletic, dashing and tall
He won a Cork County Championship medal with Millstreet playing senior Gaelic Football
Back in the late nineteen forties many decades ago
Long before time that rusts iron did become his foe

Devoted to his family and to Nora his deceased wife
Neily Dennehy was a good man who led a good life
He always did have a big smile on his face
Millstreet for him in it was a much better place

One who in his lifetime had seen many a dawn
And many a sunset above Lackabawn
Where in the flesh he is never to be seen again
But all who knew him good memories of him will retain

For Millstreet so many great games he did play
But when i was a boy he was past his prime day
In Gaelic Football a hero in Duhallow in the days of old
He helped to bring honor to Millstreet's green and gold.

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