While the daisies sleep

Like the daisies Ireland must sleep for a little while longer. Tbe morning dew twinkles on the grass blades As we wait for the birds to welcome a new dawn in Sunbeams reach through the leaves on the trees And slowly the buds begin to open Time waits as they begin to spread their petals... Continue Reading →

A new way of life

As the sun sets, Another takes their final breath. The birds always sing but we can hear them clearer now, The busyness of life has ground to a halt. Souls slip away, a Country crys. Its' people open their eyes, some truly for the first time, Realising life for what it truly is. It's the... Continue Reading →

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