My Grandparent's Poem
By Niamh Coen
Great fun and
At cooking was my
Down in Eskerboy
Ploughing, cutting the hay
And feeding the cows was Grandad Marty
Rolling up her sleeves to sew and stitch
Everything from curtains to dresses was Nana Christine.
Not forgetting Grandad Brian who
Told me lots of stories to make me laugh out loud.
So thank you God for my Grandparents as they make me
VERY VERY PROUD!!!