Grandma My Irish TwinA Poem by Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoetEverybody Loves an Irish Girl... Happy early saint Patrick's Day...Grandma O'Brian you're my Irish Twin. Someone see's a photo of you they think it is me. My Beautiful Irish Great Grandma, You were a graceful Dancer Breathtaking beauty I never got to meet, Your life was short lived only till 22years old. Graceful beauty Ballet Dancer. Remember the Irish that fought and died today. Remember your Irish ancestors that fought in the war today. Irish beauty your life was short lived. Gracefully as she dances across the floor. Tall gentle loving beauty, My Irish twin when they see your photo they think it's me. This is my Beautiful Irish great grandma, My twin reflection of you, I see her when I look into the mirror. Remember your Irish ancestor's that fought and died today.
© 2014 Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoetAuthor's Note
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