Long ago, across the sea,
You began your days in Tipperary.
After landing here in the U.S.A.,
To Ohio your family would make its way.
Your toiled on the land
In this strange new place
And raised many children
With wisdom and grace.
At the church you found hope
With folks you grew to know well.
So many weddings, and babies,
The family pew would soon swell.
Some stayed on the farm.
Others wed, moved away...
Many sons and grandsons
Found work on the railway
You worked hard and were faithful,
Though you never found fame.
Yet a stone at St. Joseph's
Still honors your name.
When the song "Danny Boy"
Makes its way to my ear,
I recall oh so fondly
My Larkins family so dear.
(Note: This post was originally written for a Carnival of Genealogy. I am re-posting it today in honor of my Irish ancestors.)
