Stone Chappel
On the cold shores of the great Irish Sea
leans a chapel of wind-weathered stone
an rugged oak cross still marks it as holy
stands there like forgotten soldier alone
Twas here all of the wee ones were babtised
where so many a young person repeated "I do"
fallen heroes were given their last big send off
brave men going off to war prayed here too
Legend has it St Patrick once prayed here
its floors were absorbed rebel widow tears
Now there's a great church in the village
they said this one far outlived it's years
...but the ghosts and the spirits still live here
Aye, if you know where to listen and look
this is all apart of a great Irish heritage
one you'll not find in a history book...
Great poem about as my Irish cousin says 'St. Paddy's Day'.
Mary
Awesome memoir of a time gone by
of a beautiful place
...haunted in stones
Victoria
Love ya face Cuz Hugs XOXOXO Rose
Hugs,
Anna
Sheila
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Kathy
Be always safe,
Karen
Regis
Donna
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Christine
Aye,
Chrissie