It always snowed on Little Christmas Nollag na mBan Church bells intertwined with snowflakes And our house filled with ringing The crib and the Three Wise Men Gold frankincense and mrrh I an alter boy In my white surplus and black sutane Again the Latin Into ibo a daltra Dae Ad Deum qui laetificat Juventutem… Continue reading Nollag na mBan
Category: My Christmas Childhood
Saint Stephen’s Day
Saint Stephen’s morning We went to McHughs pub Women in black shawls in the snug Drinking glasses of stout Exchanging tales of Christmas I went around with my glass And filled it with laughter The Wren Boys Quieting the pub with their singing Tom Delaney playing the mouth organ And Tom Johnson dressed as a… Continue reading Saint Stephen’s Day
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Christmas Day
At five o’clock on Christmas morning We were awakened By the running yahoos Of my young sisters Down at the Christmas tree The wild cheers As they found the dolls Naming the new arrivals Just christened At eleven o’clock mass The Parish Priest’s High Mass His Polyphonic choir Of Christmas carols Of the mass in… Continue reading Christmas Day
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Our Shop on Christmas Eve
I remember Christmas Eve In our shop My mother a young Widow We her helpers The shelves laden with toys Boxes of snakes and ladders Cowboy sets of Derango and the Cisco Kid Prams dolls nurses outfits Sweets lemonade caps guns And the long Christmas stocking Filled with adventure The shop door opened with a… Continue reading Our Shop on Christmas Eve
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Deliveries
[audiow mp3="https://timmyconway.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/01/Deliveries.mp3"][/audio] We yoked up the horse and cart In McHugh’s Yard Packed the groceries And got ready for our trip To Johnstown and Forenaughts I lit the lamps on the cart And equipped with a blanket We headed out on the road At Johnstown in Birchalls shop Like an aged workman I drank a… Continue reading Deliveries
