Waterford?

WATERFORD

"I always wanted

Waterford."

My mother said,

I overheard.

"I always wanted,

Yes, to ride,

In limousines

O'er far and wide.

I always wanted

Pretty things,

Like ruby necklace,

Diamond rings.

Instead I walked

Five houses down

To Holy Mass

With poor of town.

In darkened dawn

Of morn I'd go,

Big with child

A pregnant glow.

Into the church

Of golden light,

Where hands of priest

Bore God of might.

His dwelling place,

Incensed and myrrhed...

But I always wanted

Waterford ."