Gallagher's Garden

Gallagher's Garden (see previous posting) was the subject of a tribute in verse by local Enniskillen poet, Gerry Quinn (now deceased). Once again, Gabriel Murphy is responsible for bringing this to our attention. Unfortunately owing to the constraints of space we are unable to include the full text of the poem, but have inserted some verses at random. The complete poem can be found in the excellent local publication ' A Dander Down the Streets'

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From the days of my youth I remember

Where the river flows close to Hall's Lane

Two Brothers called Mickey and Henry

Kept a garden, an income to gain .

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And they worked that sweet soil to a pattern

With a graip, a long shovel and spade

'Till it looked overall like a picture

Some famous engraver had made .

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They had carrots, leeks and red rhubard,

Spring onions and lettuce galore

And their parsley, garlic and spinach

Scented the air by the shore .

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Now time must forever bring changes

The brothers are long laid to rest

And the garden they lovingly tended

Now is as a car-park addressed .

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