To: MEG33; JustAmy; All
Oh If
The glorious grassy hills of Erin
stretch down to the rolling sea
Over rocky hills and wooded glens
past ancient woods and peat laced fens
A sight for a Irishman to see
oh if I could but go back again
To taste the sweet scented air
to walk under ancient oaks again
To touch the land of my soul
it would indeed make me whole
Erasing ancient aching pains
there upon that land so fair
421 posted on
01/06/2009 7:52:49 AM PST by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
To: WayzataJOHNN
You are giving us lovely poetry ,Johnn..Thank you!
424 posted on
01/06/2009 8:29:37 AM PST by
MEG33
(God Bless Our Military)
To: WayzataJOHNN
Thank you for that beautiful Irish poem, WayzataJOHNN.
427 posted on
01/06/2009 9:08:02 AM PST by
Billie
To: WayzataJOHNN
I know who you are. LOL Good to see you around these woods. I see you in our other world and always enjoy your talent and wit. Aloha my friend.
479 posted on
01/06/2009 5:21:03 PM PST by
fish hawk
(Atheism is a non-prophet organization)
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