Green coloured glassesA Poem by Donald MeikleI have never seen Ireland We plan a vacation there And yet I worry Will it disappoint me? Will frustration with Troubles Cloud my vision? Can I concentrate on the countryside Knowing that religion has reared its ugly head Wales is oh so beautiful Will I see Ireland through angry eyes? Ruined by a greedy English king Who could not sire a son Or will hope widen my vision? Will I see through Celtic eyes That know the ways And live the days In freedom © 2010 Donald MeikleReviews
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2 Reviews Added on April 6, 2010 Last Updated on April 6, 2010 AuthorDonald MeikleHalifax, MAAboutLiverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more..Writing
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