‘Found’ © Joe Canning 2017. All Rights Reserved.

‘Found’
© Joe Canning 2017. All Rights Reserved.

He was a confused individual,
I watched as his eyes moistened.
In his hand a long awaited letter,
On the envelope a Dublin postmark.

The Canning river passed idly by.
Perth was at peace but not he.
I waited on some words to come;
From the lips of a stolen child.

I watched his hand unwittingly scrunch;
The correspondence; to a wrinkled mess.
Watched as he tried to smooth it again,
I remained silent awaiting his composure.

He fumbled for a pocketed handkerchief,
Took a deep sigh and looked me in the eye.
“It appears I have places to go; people to see.
I’m told there’s a welcome waiting, I am found.”

It dawned on me this was a moment of sheer joy.
This butter box baby was aware of his identity.
A child once handed to strangers to avoid shame.
This was a man that was now going home.

He asked me if I knew what Sligo was like.
“If it’s in Ireland it will be beautiful,” I replied.
He smiled and said, “We’ll see lad, we’ll see”
“There’s a lady there awaiting a son’s embrace”.

Photo from the 1950s (courtesy of Brian Lockier) shows a nun and children at the Sean Ross Abbey.

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  1. I believe I may have sent thanks ( earlier ) to the wrong site, so please, (tell) I want Mr. Joe Canning to know that I found, his “Found” a stunning piece to read and absorb, mesmerizing in it’s pull, I was helpless against the picture drawn, sorry when I came to the end, had no more to read, ( even felt a sense of loss ) my eyes flooded with emotion. This is not about my opinions ( I even have several more) I want this to be a tribute to the mastery and skill that created this piece of word art, succinct even for all it’s range… a gift, thank you sir…

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