Dia dhuit,
Good Poetess, peace be unto you,
and let this be our enduring prayer
of thanks - unto all that will read and hear,
when our words fail, your words prevail.
Your muse is shining with a thousand suns,
warming hearts with each new day begun,
and silently guiding lost souls home –
to the joy of reading your gift of poem.
Go raibh maith agat,
Rose of Ireland







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