In memory of Jean Burns

Though far from your homeland This Christmas you’ll be Here’s the seasons good tidings From Tommy and me… May your stockings be filled...

Along the winding road I go Past the farmer’s fields Buttercups and daisies swaying in the breeze Birds are chirping merrily in the early...

Early one morning as the sun was rising in the sky a little weed in Mr Burns vegetable plot was just awakening and very slowly she shook...

Here it stands tall and grand He built it himself With big bare hands The completion date was 1993 And sure half the bricks Were got for...

There’s killer sharks in the sky With lightning speed they pass by Twisting and turning doing a dance All over Ireland to the coast of...

Went to Roe Valley Golf Hotel with Tom, Billy and Anne I was sitting in the back seat of the car with my Sister as we started our...

A precious little angel face A tiny upturned nose A precious little rosebud mouth Tiny fingers and toes At last you know the magic of...

Off to bed now I will go Will I sleep? Good gracious no Thought around my head will thunder Keeping me from peaceful slumber My restless...

I watched you as you sat by the pool Fair haired, slim, your skin lightly tanned And glistening with sun oil You were reading an Agatha...

All over Ireland while children were asleep Billie Jane and Conor from their bedroom window peeped They saw a little donkey eating all...

High heels clickety clack Pencil skirt with split in the back Waist pulled tight with big black belt Max-Factor make-up a wee drop of...

From the day you came into this world We were as proud as can be Blessed with a daughter For everyone to see So every year we celebrate...

Come sit with me a while Rest your weary limbs Sit here with me in the garden And hear the little birds sing All around is peaceful...

Chelsea Street Playing in a cobbled street I hear the clatter of children’s feet Little friends from long ago Who skipped in the sunshine...

When I was only three or four I met a boy at the Sunday School door He waved his hand and smiled at me But I hurried inside for I was...

There’s killer sharks in the sky With lightning speed they pass by Twisting and turning doing a dance All over Ireland to the coast of...