Poem

At the entrance gate she takes a mindful pause, to honour ancient ways and natural laws.

While our country sleeps tonightthe midnight air carries the moisture of the stars tears,and a glistening moon shines solace to the heart of Our Lady as she weeps at the site of the former mother and baby home in Tuam. The pain we feel in our heartsfor these babies, and for their families,emerges from our compassion –revealing our