SALLYANNE KELLY's Obituary
Our Girl Sal
In the summer of 72, was the year your journey started.
We were in Bray, on holiday, you were in a hurry to be born,
You came early, a rush to the hospital. All the excitement of the aunts and uncles
You might get a brother this time they said, we got our girl Sal, my little sister.
I am your only brother, the apple of your eye, you told me so, not so long ago.
I was only a gossoon and you were our geisha our favorite little sister, our skin and blister.
We extended our travels to the county Wexford playing in the fields, and running the white sandy
beaches.
In our mobile homes and shanty hut we sang our songs and rhymed the verses.
In summer camp we learned of Jesus, He became our Saviour, and for many years He has been our
redeemer.
We went to Kerry in a banger, packed to the hilt with all our clobber.
Are we there yet are we there yet is all you could hear.
I was kicked by a horse which nearly killed me, fell off a donkey who trampled all over me.
We laughed and cried through many occasions, I went to OZ to make my fortune.
I left you at home to carve out a career, you made the grade and won the gold medal one year.
This was a good year, a master chef, top of your class, and a master of your craft
A very talented and vibrant young woman
You went to the land of milk and honey, earning good pay and making good money.
I was on the booze, and you were chasing the dragon.
You lived your life at the furious pace those six laned highway's couldn't halt your pace.
Your long blond hair, and sparkling eyes, and that radiant smile, you charmed the boys.
And broke some hearts, and along the way made many cry.
You put your stamp on many a bar, restaurant and hotel kitchen.
A little colleen, in the US of A, with a big personality, and dynamo ways.
Fell in and out of love many a time. Became a mother more than once.
Then that six lane highway came to an end, and slowed you down, to a snail's pace.
You have taken your leave to be with your Mother, and in her arms we know you're safe.
So shine your light, shine it bright, on these dark days, so we can see the light.
So let's not forget our little sister, our shining glory my skin and blister, our girl Sal.
Written by Paul Kelly December 2012
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