Won’t you lay me down on Achill sound
Where beauty,hills and sea surround
Let nature be my resting place
Green grasses, reeds surround my face
Let strangers pass by unaware
Of the life I’ve lived or who lies there
Maybe they’ll bow in whispered prayer
Or just ramble on without a care.
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