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Sitting on the Cliffs of Moher

I was sitting on the high, sandy cliffs
one lonely summers eve
when I happened upon a small bit of pearl
of which it's owner took to leave

"'lo" said I
and gazed up high and all about
and I was greeted with a most
beauteous sight

"'lo" said she
and bade me speak
and I could only look at her
with slackened, reddened cheeks

I asked the girl from whence she came
and I was granted a very curious response

"I am the spirit of this island,
and as long as the pearl which
is held by your hand
remains upon this blessed land,
Peace will remain eternal.

 

Mike Dorry

dorry@cmf.org