Riches Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Riches



Gold!
.. .the captured sunlight
in your hair.

Silver!
...the sound of
your laughter in the air.

How rich
I am
being the man
loved by you.

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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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