She was a beautiful child
born the day
the river Shannon overflowed
A body of water
that could not be contained
was her name
She was a beautiful child
born the day
the river Shannon overflowed
A body of water
that could not be contained
was her name
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2 responses to “Poem: Flying on Broken Wings”
Kevin, How lovely and appropriate. I am so sorry we were unable to hear it delivered at the service.
Aina and Michael
Beautiful poem Kevin. I didn’t know Shannon but you showed how beautiful she was with this poem.