I was there that night in eighty three as one of the massive crowd <br />For to celebrate our great athlete he made us all so proud <br />The speeches were made in the Town Square the band played up and down <br />From San Juan he had brought a World Championship medal with him to Millstreet his Hometown. <br /> <br />The Town Square full of people it was an amazing sight <br />Surrounded by friends and family it was Willie Neenan's night <br />We felt honoured for to honour him in the old Town of Millstreet <br />In a place of many sporting greats he was our best athlete. <br /> <br />One who worked so hard for his success and fame the miles of road he ran <br />Cork County, Munster, All Ireland and World Championship medals he was a mighty man <br />Yet he was always down to earth untainted by conceit <br />At cross country meetings when I was young he was the one to beat. <br /> <br />How often he ran up and down to and from the cross on Clara Hill <br />Will Millstreet see his likes again I doubt it ever will <br />In five hundred years or more from now with the life from him long gone <br />The legend of Willie Neenan will still be living on.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/willie-neenan-s-night/
