The funeral of Wicklow farmer Mick Lambert took place this afternoon.
Mick died on Saturday evening following an accident on his farm at Ardnaboy close to the village of Knockananna.
The small church of the immaculate conception in the border village was full to capacity with mass being relayed to hundreds outside.
Mick’s brother Fr.Owen Lambert celebrated mass and thanked Hackestown and Tinahely fire services, Garda Jim Lillis and his team, the Ambulance service, Knockannna GAA club who made sure parking was safe and secure for the thousands who paid their respects to his wife Catherine and the Lambert family, plus everyone who had helped since the tragic events unfolded on Saturday evening.
Brother in law Eddie McGlynn read out the following poem which had been written by local man and friend of Mick, Seamus Kavanagh.
Mick
On a cold November evening,
I heard the sirens blare
As I hurried to the window,
I said a silent prayer.
But the world it can change
In the twinkling of an eye,
As the lord he called our friend,
To the land beyond the sky.
You got no time to say good bye,
To ring the final bell,
So many things left unsaid,
And tales still to tell.
You had no airs or graces
You loved a simple life,
Your friends, your work, your wife.
You loved to tend the cattle,
To cross each field and bog
Then stop and look and listen,
You were closer there to God.
You used to go “foot tapping”
That’s dance to you and me!
You could never understand
I couldn’t do the “One two three!
Our Friday nights in Reddys
Stretching back across the years
Were filled with laughter and with banter,
I recall them through the tears.
We christened you the “digger”
For you eyed up every plate,
And each dinner was in danger
If you were served too late!
May you dance your way around heaven
May the music never end,
And somewhere down the line,
We’ll meet with you …………My Friend
Thanks for the memories
