Monday, 17 September 2007

Poem query

My cousin in Leeds recalls part of a song or poem he heard years ago whilst living in Portrush. He asked me to look it out on the internet for him, but I can find no trace of it. It goes :

I have no Mother for she died,
When I was very young,
But still her memories round my heart
Like morning mists have clung.

Does anyone know all the words?