Either my Father or his Mother used to recite this to me.
Apologies if it offends any Irish readers,
however, with Ryan’s, O’Donnells and
Gallagher’s on my family tree…. 😊😊
The story goes something like this…
Mick and Paddy were walking home
after an extra long session at their local pub
when they came upon a roadside stone.
Paddy quickly grabbed Mick’s arm
and quietly uttered the following words.
‘Tread lightly here
for ’tis sacred ground
and nothin’ more
shall trouble him,
for he was only 22,
and his name was
Miles from Dublin’
Perhaps not quite the obituary required.
However, it was the first thing
which came to mind.