I went into the morning
To breed in the blackbird
I did not stop
Nor did I listen
To a great crawl scalding the woods
I took my foot into a quick step
Least it’s menace would upset my fragile mind
I hurried to a place where the Blackbird sings
There I stood inhaling his gentle call
Its melody of melodies
Always protecting me
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Timmy has an Accountancy practice in Naas with his two brothers Donie and Chris and Alistair (son) and (daughter) Deirdre. Timmy is also a writer who has published six Poetry books, along with a Christmas CD and five novels. He lives with his wife Catherine and their five children all live close by.
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