He was only a small sized man at a guess five foot four <br />Nine stone perhaps of slender build if that then not much more <br />And I still have the memories from sunny Summer's day <br />Of watching Peter Carroll as he built a rick of hay. <br /> <br />He more than earnt what he was paid well worthy of his hire <br />And he piked for hours in the hot sun and never seemed to tire <br />He worked with fellows half his age and more than held his own <br />One of Duhallow's great workmen and better I've not known. <br /> <br />He rated with Inchaleigh's best towards west of Millstreet Town <br />Johnny Hickey and Jack Kelleher and Daniel and Jackie Brown <br />And all were renowned working men in mountain country side <br />They gave their best and done good job and in their work took pride. <br /> <br />The greatest workman pound for pound from road by Clara hill <br />And had Peter been a great athlete he'd be remembered still <br />And though names of men who laboured hard not on memorial wall <br />The little man from Inchaleigh is one I can recall. <br /> <br />One of Duhallow's great workmen and better I've not known <br />He worked with fellows half his age and more than held his own <br />And I still have the memories from sunny Summer's day <br />Of watching Peter Carroll as he built a rick of hay.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/peter-carroll/
