Saint Patrick's Day Love and Blessings (1)


Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?

Saint Patrick, dear, come rally round

This group of loved ones I have found:

The ones who’ve left, the ones embraced,

The ones that cannot be replaced;

The ones that life’s path will reveal.

If they can know the love I feel

For each and ev'ryone therein,

A new fine era might begin

Wherein my fear might be dispersed,

And I will live without the curse

Of sadness, insecurity,

And simple friendship’s purity,

Anointing all of us as one.

And once this age is well begun,

I hope we’ll all be joined in cheer

Between my opened arms right here.

The love which grows and long has waited

At last shall be reciprocated

With hugs and snuggles twixt all takers

I hope there will be no forsakers

Of the sacred bond of love

Which forms the stable basis of

All joy, peace, safety, inspiration,

And all which gives me such elation.


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