The Day by Aoibheann and Kate

Aoibheann and Kate wrote this poem themselves to celebrate St Brigid's Day. Here they are reciting the poem for us. Hopefully the students from Brigidine College in Australia will be able to understand our accents!

Saint Bridget’s Poem

Meg, Aoibheann and Kate were in a group that were researching poems about and prayers to St Brigid. After researching they all decided to write their own poems. This is a poem that Meg wrote.

Saint Bridget’s Poem

By Meg Maguire

The first of February comes once a year

And with it comes a great big cheer.

Cheering for the Saint that is

Saint Bridget of Kildare, Ireland.

She longed for land to build a church

But money, oh, she had to search

And then upon a great field she stumbled

A cathedral here, she would be so humbled.

She begged the owner to show her love

And share his wealth of land above

He laughed and said ‘Throw your cloak’

‘Where it lands you may own’, he joked.

So Bridget threw her soft blue cloak

And to all surprise it began to grow

Grow and stretch far and wide

Till Bridget had enough land by her side.

The owner grunted but kept his deal

The land was Bridget’s on all appeal.

She built a church and today it stands

County Kildare on that same land.

Here is Meg reading her own poem

A Poem for St Bridget's Day

Aoibheann, Kate and Meg were in a group that were researching poems about and prayers to St Brigid. After researching they all decided to write their own poems. This is a poem that Aoibheann and Kate wrote together. 

The Day

By Aoibheann O’Farrell and Kate O’Neill

Once a year the day comes around

The reeds of the cross are tightly bound,

In the towns land of Kildare

There are parades and festivals everywhere,

The children play, laugh and cheer

They feel her holy presence near,

People tell stories and they spoke

They spoke of the woman in the cloak,

She spread her cloak across the land

Where now her church proudly stands,

She did this because she could not pay,

Yes, it is St.Brigid’s day!