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The following poem was
jointly composed by the members of The Tin Bath Writers Group.
As such it has no name
but has come to be known as the "Group Poem".
It is dedicated
to the people of this once thriving dockland community.
Where wander now
the souls of Sailortown’s lost children,
Now that the
tempest has passed.
The salt on my skin tastes of tides and tears
And the sea is calm

Where voices hold
me in the stillness of time.
The truth will lead
us forward
And the Lord holds
me in his palm
As the spire is
their welcome and farewell
Where wander now
those lost souls of Sailortown?
The Sailortown Local
History Project
A website dedicated to old photographs and
memories
of the Sailortown district
Log on at
www.sailortown.org or click on the link below

New Photos added Jan 2008
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