He was so young just fourteen years and he had one great dream <br />To play for Killarney Road Rovers the Millstreet soccer team <br />To play for Killarney Road Rovers and to prove himself a man <br />He loved the game, he loved his team and he was a Rovers fan. <br /> <br />But Alan did not get the chance to carve his own renown <br />In football field at Claraghatlea just west of Millstreet Town <br />For Rovers in the Kerry league he'll not line out to play <br />An angel met him going to school and carried him away.. <br /> <br />He did not live to ripe old age to slow and fade and die <br />His span was brief so very brief like rose flower of July <br />He did not live to fulfil his dream for Rovers play football <br />God needed him in Paradise and God know best of all. <br /> <br />But Alan will be still around when Rovers come to play <br />His ghost will be there watching them in field at Claraghatlea <br />And Rovers fans will talk about their star who would have been <br />The lad an angel took from Millstreet Town when he was just fourteen.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-alan-o-connor-a-young-k-r-r-fan/
