Irish Shores Poem by Michael Cochrane
Irish Shores
Evening has come and daylight has gone, I light the fire and think of you in your irish shawl by the shore. We met on that day in winter's frost and snow, speak to me in this empty room, your not forgotten I think on you, as rain and wind rage outside, we will be together soon our paths will cross again flowing water like a stream coming awake.
Michael Cochrane ©
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