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My Lovely Lee
by Paul Francis Mc Cann

Tuesday, March 25, 2003

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It was Christmas eve in a distant place and time when all the world seemed young and free .

I was standing alone by the bridge near Parnell Quay looking far out to sea .

As the bright stars shone down in my eyes that night moonbeams rested on the river Lee .

Oh the lovely Lee flows out to sea ,
on and on like life that flows eternally .

I can never forget the love in my heart for a place called Cork down by the Lee.

As hard as it was I had to turn away and leave its now just a memory .

Church bells chimed and it was time to go. I left the place that had made a home in me.

Teardrops tumble for times now gone but every river makes its way to the sea .

On every ripple sea birds fly for home .
I sailed on from the banks of the Lee .

Cold winds tend to blow the misty memories that sometimessweep over me .

The snow melts away, then winters chill is gone but not for the beauty of the Lee.

It was long long ago that I fell in love oh but how I wish that you could see,

the stars in my eyes and the times gone by for it's lonely I am without you Lee.

By Paul McCann

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Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader) 3/25/2003
Nicely done and lovely imagery too.
I have relatives from Cork.
Reviewed by William M. Sowman 3/25/2003
Paul, so placid and peaceful. Your feelings for what you enjoyed come through clearly in this poem. Bill
Reviewed by Paul Berube 3/25/2003
Paul, wonderful poem. I got such a peaceful feeling reading the fine words.
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader) 3/25/2003
So serene and floiwing like the Lee.
"Teardrops tumble for times now gone but every river makes its way to the sea . "
Reviewed by Sandie Angel 3/25/2003
Great imageries and wonderful memories!

Sandie Angel :o)
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