(The shocking truth of children 'sold' by nuns from Ireland to the US as portrayed in the film Philomena is the subject of this poem. Coincidentally St Philomena was the patron saint of infants, babies and youth.)
Red trawler,
green trawler,
bobbing
on the sea,
Danny
once Patsy
bouncing
on a knee.
With a red note
and a green note
quiet words
over a cup of tea
they sold
my little darling
far away
from me.
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