Thank You, Thank You

We are not alone in our loneliness

Others have been here and known

Griefs we thought our special own,

Problems that we could not solve,

Lovers that we could not have,

Pleasures that we missed by inches…

I thank you and I say how proud

That I have been by fate allowed

To stand here having the joyful chance

To claim my inheritance.

For most have died the day before

The opening of that holy door.

(Patrick Kavanagh)