I never thought I would come out of this walk in closet
But then I met you
My little Irishman in plain view
My heart skipped a beat the first time we kissed
I am so glad we didn’t miss
They say the first love doesn’t have roots
But our love has its weird little coots
My Irishman doesn’t play by the rules
Because he is a one of a kind jewel
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem