Hazel Durham Poems

Whispers trying to reach her fragile mind,
She ignored the gossip,
She didn't care when she was in his strong arms,
Kissing his warm, demanding lips,
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In the rural, green landscape of your birth place of County Offaly,
Driving down it's winding roads with the serenity of the Slieve Bloom mountains
Conquering the views from every angle,
Birds sing with a lyrical beauty
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The light never fades,
The light never dies,
Its glorious brightness never lies,
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Their playing my tune, like flying me back home to my silvery moon,
Showing off with its white eerie glimmer,
I'm sitting on its very edge, highlighted by its vain shimmer,
Searching for fun waiting for the morning sun,
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Moments of sheer exhilaration,
Riding finely tuned thoroughbreds, in a horse lovers nation,
Falling leaves, upon sweet smelling meadows like cunning thieves,
Sprinkles of raindrops tied in silky bows, intricately weaved,
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She wander's far through the fields of golden corn,
That sways in an easterly breeze,
Her fragile, soul begins to rise out of her inner turmoil,
Like the spring after an Artic freeze.
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When at last she gets to slumber,
She dreams of Mr Wonderful,
Every night,
She is resolute to find the sunlight,
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I will always remember your joyfulness,
The way you liked being the best,
The cauliflowers, cabbages, tomatoes you grew,
Were the biggest by far, than all the rest,
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Love is spinning,
We are winning,
You are the force of the wind blowing free,
I'm the knarled branches of an old oak tree,
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Spring is a rebirth of lost times,
Of distant heart warming chimes,
From past years, days
And moments when we were in our prime,
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