two
two lovers walk the claddagh
ruffed and ragged by the winter breeze
they're as much a part of galway
as the wildern wintern seas
their laughter echoes gleaming
like the verses of a song
their spirits turn and bid me
scorn the wealth of solomon
ruffed and ragged by the winter breeze
they're as much a part of galway
as the wildern wintern seas
their laughter echoes gleaming
like the verses of a song
their spirits turn and bid me
scorn the wealth of solomon
1 Comments:
You have the poet's eye, James. Thanks for writing down what you saw.
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