SoFar©2023TonyFallon1025

 SoFar©2023TonyFallon1025

Many nights I lay awake as for my homeland I pined

I never thought I'd live so long and be of sound mind

At seventy nine I never thought I'd still have a store

When I quit a good paying job at age forty-four

I thought by this time in life I'd have run out of gas

And be looking outside in Roscommon at green grass

I was always good as spelling and understood verbs

And I also understood how to use rhyming words

When I wrote for the Rossie Champion they had a poetry page

And someone nicknamed me the Irish American sage

That started out my popular poetry writing career

And once I wrote three hundred in a calendar year

I've written about love and hate and historic events

Horses rogues and loving couples and a few discontents

Later I wrote for Elise O'Connor Archie Bunker mom

She owned the Irish Advocate long before dot com

I also was a Dee Jay into Irish and dancing tunes

And spent many a Saturday in smokey Irish saloons

ThAT WAS YEARS before Blumberg banned indoor smoking

It's a wonder many people didn't wind up choking.

I was spinning waltz songs others Discoed or jived

There were many drunk drives yet somehow I survived

I never thought in Ireland about Radio transmission

But passed a test at the Federal Radio commission

I've said dicey things on radio had my back to the wall

And I met a wonderful girl there who came from Montreal

For many years I supplied illegal recreation

To radio West a pirate radio station

The manager at that station had begged me to respond

And help bring Irish music back across the pond

I guess I succeeded they opened up the air

As well as Radio Eireann there's stations everywhere

Instead of TV killing radio it has stood the test

With Detroit putting better radio in cars it progressed

If it wasn't for radio the dumps would be full of vinyl

And we couldn't drive the Taconic and hear the Irish final

You'd think with all this excitement there was no stress

But I worked at making a living too I have to digress

I often did manual work like digging or mixing cement

Not too many people writing poetry can pay monthly rent

You can hear me in many places where they have open mikes

I post poems on Facebook, and I get a lot of likes

I know Facebook posting is not everybody's cup of tea

Where else can I get my poetry shown and it's free

YourSister©2023TonyFallon1031

 YourSister©2023TonyFallon1031

Your sister had a crush on me I had a crush on you

I'm sure there were ten other lads I'd have to join the queue

Your sister was smart and kind I didn't want her to go away

So keeping her interested in me was only child's play

I did not want to be the cause any sibling bad blood

But everybody knew of us three in the neighborhood

You look so much like twins but there the likeness ends

She was stuck with me but you have many friends

You have time on your hands the life of the party

She never let me down and she was never tardy

She always had a sweet smile I think me she adored

She was a happy person I don't think she was bored

A thing I liked about her she was mad about crafts

And she loved card games chess and even draughts

She didn't try to dominate but wanted to teach

And if she beat a master there was no big speech

I slowlky fell for her integrity she kept me sane

She has many good qualities yet she was not vain

Sometimes the best things are under your nose

And when you recognize that then love grows

Now I must admit I love her heart and soul

That she will have me makes me feel whole

You will be in the family I'm sure you'll enchant

And to our children you will be the perfect Aunt