Day: June 28, 2026

Ruins of an old stone Celtic church surrounded by multiple gravestones under a dark cloudy sky

Where My Steps First Began.

by Pat Fitzgerald, posted in Poetry

I was born on one edge of Charleville and grew up at the southern end of Holy Cross, in Kennedy place. A place that never felt like somewhere I just lived at, but the only true home, I have ever known. This Poem follows the little hill that was like the boundary of Kennedy Place … Continue reading Where My Steps First Began.