First Maeve, Now Seamus

First Maeve, Now Seamus

First Maeve
and now Seamus
Their spirits have left this land
that I still inhabit

I cannot carry their mantle
No, nay, never
Just keep writing
Give people a reason to read

I’m not the raconteur
or Nobel Prize winner
Just in the land
where they are no longer

They touched your lives
altered your world
That won’t change
but you will

She wove a tale
made you feel, laugh
He wrote with passion,
touched and taught you

They gave us a richer world
They shed the gifts they were given
They bled so that we could drink
They died but not in our hearts