Art Of Gez Taylor

p92 - Lizzie

Touching her arm lightly I told her that I had to go now. Lizzie grasped my hand again and held it tightly with both of her tiny hands. Then, opening her big blind glassy eyes, she turns her head towards me and says, “I’ll say goodbye now boy, for I won’t see you again. When you return to dear old Ireland, Gera’d, I’ll be below her good earth.”