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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