Name: Lesley Guerin
Comments: I don’t really know what to say that already hasn’t been said. Life isn’t fair, and it was shouldn’t be this hard for this family or anyone at all. Such a beautiful little kid, an innocent child – who is hopefully up there watchin down on his family now to help them through this sad time, let him rest in peace. My thoughts and prayers go out to the whole Holohan family and to little Robert. I would like to be able to say somethin else but I’m gonna let this poem say it all..
W. H. Auden
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.