Yet when Kevin Wells read a poem he had written for Holly, his murdered 10-year-old daughter, in the grandiose surroundings of Ely Cathedral, he tugged at a sadness searing through all.

The poem my ­fingers had landed on was called "Goodbye," and it was about someone saying farewell to the world. Right then, I knew I could find peace in his loss.

The poem my ­fingers had landed on was called “Goodbye,” and it was about someone saying farewell to the world. Right then, I knew I could find peace in his loss.

A farewell poem for Seamus Heaney One of IrishCentral’s regular reader sent in this poem dedicated to the late great Irish poet Seamus Heaney.