Kate from Kells
A will of steel and
iron
Of soft and generous
heart
Appropriate then
perhaps
To marry Desmond
Harte
Many decades to
remember
As we mourned her
last December
Kate the golfer, Kate
the mother
Sister, friend, and
life lover.
A gift for friendship
Not spread wide
But true and close
Right by our side.
Ever ready, ever true
To lend a hand
To me and you
Knitting, sewing,
cooking, cleaning
Nothing ever too
demeaning
Coming, going and
supporting
Driving deftly as in
a Porsche
Baby sitting, reading, teaching
Around her kitchen
table
Tea in china cups
To the chime of
carriage clocks.
In Marie's bungalow
o'er the bay
A modest drink at
close of day
A lively G and T at five
Helps the sisters to
revive.
Ever ready, ever able
Just ring the phone
She'll never waver. .
Simple homely
pleasures
Span the rolling
years
Time sits still for
decades
In sleepy Dalkey
streets.
At last the call of
time
Catches Kate in
clutches
And so the days now
shorten
As eventide drew
nearer.
Never dim, but always
bright
Her smile lights up
our day
We knock, she turns
"Hello
darling" I hear her say
Just as she peers
'mid family faces
Her voice will echo
through the ages.
I happened on this through a friend's post. I do not know you nor had I known Kate. This most beautiful tribute to this woman, Kate, touched me deeply. The words not only introduced me to her but through them made me feel as though, I too, had known her and cherished her friendship. God be with her and you. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThanks Bev. I only read your comment this evening. I appreciate your kind words. Peace! Padraic
DeleteThis brought a tear to my eye. “Tea in china cups to the sound of carriage clocks” is such a beautiful line that makes me wish I had known Kate. Thank you for sharing it Padraic.
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