Ireland Home Of My Ancestors. Poem by Michael Cochrane
Ireland Home Of My Ancestors.
Green land of celts who toiled the fields and suffered greatly from famine and wars. Your struggles are not forgotten in history. The songs of the past are etched in our hearts and souls.
Michael Cochrane ©
Sunday, September 19, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: forgotten,green,history
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