The River © Tony Fallon032518

The River © Tony Fallon032518

We had one river in our parish

So small it had no name

It wasn’t a whole foot wide

Not enough to stop a flame

It was fed by Bridgid’s well

Maybe ten gallons an hour

It was cool in the summer

 And it had healing power

Pilgrims came to Bridgid‘s well

And knelt there in the moss

Then walked to the church

Doing the Stations of the Cross

The well never went dry

Regardless of conditions

But many of the locals

Had many superstitions

The font of Bridgid’s head

Could never be removed

The well would not produce

And that had been proved

The font was right beside the well

As to school I made my way

Seventy years later I saw a photo

It still is there today.

To the best of my knowledge we only had that

one river that had water 365 days a year

in our parish and only one Bridge as it emptied

into Lough Funshinagh*Maybe a mile long.

The Dissapearinhg lake.* Go to YouTube.