All the birds of Ireland had gathered
On a homestead in County Wicklow
To celebrate the birth of a Saint,
Of the Holy life he would lead.
Monasteries he built from Meath to Wicklow,
He enriched God’s spirit in every man,
An apostle, so devout and sacred,
Cluain Eraird, would be his resurrection.
2006
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