Blessing the Sturridge Dance (Sonnet)

The Old Cross of Ardboe

constitutionally claimed by Moortown!

Mum’s parents are buried there

paying my due respects at the graveyard mass there

networking with my relatives!

Watching the kids by the graves

seeing one little boy from Ballinderry doing the Sturridge Dance

while the Priests talked about the Martyrs!

Childer never had any respect,

but now it’s taken to hyperbole!

Had to hold back my wondering about our society

leading to a situation where anything goes!

Now we have to bless the Sturridge Dance

the green and pleasant land still holds sway!