Friday, March 17, 2023

A New Irish Blessing


May the sun warm your heart,
and the moon touch your soul.
Let the clover greet your feet,
and the politicians fall in a hole. 
May the breeze blow gently, 
and the waters run cool.
Let the fires emblazon your wits,
so you may never suffer a fool. 

Dana Lee 

 

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