john o'connell

Rookie (11.12.1949 / Limerick, Ireland)

Swirling Through The Fresh - Poem by john o'connell

swirling
through the fresh snow flakes
of my mind;
feeling
warm and sociable
in the taverns
of my contented heart -
i embrace this winter day
as a benevolent gift
selected
from Your inexhaustable
chest of treasures.

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  • Brian Jani (5/13/2014 8:51:00 AM)


    Wow nicely done hey! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 7, 2010



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