Cashel's Flowery Vales

While recently going through some old papers in preparation for a move, I found this poem written by my Grandfather, long since passed, John Cunningham, formerly a resident, from birth I think, of Cashel. he was born around the turn of the last century.

I didn't know much of him as I was very young when he died in London in the late 1970's at the age of 88, but I knew him to be a poet and a carpenter, and loved him very much.

The poem moved me enormously as it showed his love for his native Ireland, and particularly for Cashel, and I thought it deserved to be shared.