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Irish Hills - Poem by Irish Shamrock
Over the Irish Hills the moon bestowes
white sickles captured in the pitch black
Presented to me in mirth.
The arrival of new birth
is taking place on earth.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 12, 2007
Poem Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011
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