The harp of my mother
so the old story goes;
cries out in the night
forsaken in England
where no shamrock grows.
Please tell me what you think
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heartfelt for the story is told Love the way you penned this awesome and thank you for sharing well said hugs Angel♥
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Short but sweet
it's not how long the poem, but the content that counts. Thanks for sharing, Mareann
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Good
"forsaken in England where no shamrock grows." I like the symbolism here a lot. Good job.
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The harp of my mother cries in my nights. Lovely poem...Alb y
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Thank you alby, How is everyone?
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Ronnica
That's really touching! So brief, so nostalgic.
Really good.
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