You taught us to sail,

to capsize and come up



To climb and when we

reached the top

to aim higher


Your life mantra was

mind over matter

never complaining


Quiet and allergic

to small talk

a few pints


would loosen your tongue

the tales you told,

the life you lived


the things that could

have changed you

never did,


in everything and always

you remained steadfast

and true.


Love you, Dad

Rest in Peace.


© Niamh Corcoran