THE ONLY THING(for Barbara & Ray)
Ah, little daughter
the only thing
I can tell you
was that you were made
with love
our love
and that before we
could get to know you
Death: unmade you
& you vanished from our sight.
Ah, little daughter
if only I could tell you
what you would
like to know:
'What was I like? '
And I cry: 'I don't know
...I don't know? '
The only thing
I can tell you
(little daughter...are you listening)
the only thing I can tell you
was that you were
made
with love
our love
poem by Dónall Dempsey
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