The Last Walk
in memoriam Tadhg Mac Suibhne
I walk through the forest
carrying the sadness of your leaving.
You make your way among the trees
rust body with white tipped tail
stopping, sitting, staring
you at me and me at you.
After, you turn away and step
through the undergrowth.
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Bernadette Gallagher is a poet from Ireland. Her work has been published in Irish Examiner, Boyne Berries, ROPES, Stanzas, in the US peace journal DoveTales, Cinnamon Corners, and in various online journals. A selection of her work has been recorded by the University College Dublin Poetry Archive. She has been invited to read her work in Ireland, UK, US, and India.
bernadettegallagher.blogspot.ie
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Abegail Morley 
Bernadette Gallagher – The Last Walk: Precise poem that quietly captures both the loss and memory of the bereaved.
Dear Derrick, thank you so much for your kind words. I just now listened to some of your poems on Poetic Voices and enjoyed the clarity and humanity of your voice. ‘A Voice Awakened Me’ is one to be listened to each day. With kind regards, Bernadette