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A Dublin Heart
by Paul Francis Mc Cann

Sunday, March 16, 2003

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The old man came down from the top of O'Connell Street .
It was sometime after midnight as the rain fell down .

We met there at Moore Street where he put his arms around me , with tears in his eyes he said,
" I love this old town"

I looked at the old man
and took up my guitar then I played some of the old songs as my fingers went numb .

The cold wind blew my song through the city, round every corner went the notes my guitar had just strummed .

The rain eased a little and the wind died down , then the old man shook my hand and very proudly said to me.

"Dublin's my city, she's hard, but she's pretty . Dublin's like the heart that keep's beating here deep inside of me "

I whispered a prayer as he walked away in the night
"God look out for that old man ,
I don't even know his name .

Heaven knows how it goes . In Dublin city there's a whisper and a prayer on every breath that ever came.

By Paul McCann

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Reviewed by Sheila Roy 3/11/2008
The imagery in this poem pops. Gripping:)
Sheila
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 3/17/2003
nice write, paul! happy st. patrick's day to you! (it's a sad day for me; check out my prose piece, "13 years ago today", and you will see why i am sad today!) love, and (((HUGS))), your friend in texas, karen lynn. :(
Reviewed by Christine Morell 3/17/2003
Outstanding....I love this.
Reviewed by Paul Berube 3/17/2003
Paul, outstanding poem and story. May the wind always be at your back and put love in yer heart.
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader) 3/16/2003
A moments glimpse. Well done.
~E
Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen 3/16/2003
Gracious and haunting, Paul! :)
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