Loving Irish Eyes. Poem by Michael Cochrane

Loving Irish Eyes.



As I walk over the hill my heart skips a beat, the cottage is in view. Im coming home to you, from America's distant shore. As I walked through the door I see the look in your eyes, that tells me all I need to know.
Michael Cochrane © 2023

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