Comhroinn Fuaime

One day soon he’ll tell her it’s time to start packing, And the kids will yell “Truly?” and get wildly excited for no reason, And the brown kelpie pup will start dashing about, tripping everyone up, And she’ll go out to the vegetable patch and pick all the green tomatoes from the vines, And notice how the oldest girl is close to tears because she was happy here, And how the youngest girl is beaming because she wasn’t.