Beauty surrounds
wherever found
In the simple
life abounds
touching the soul
sacred and profound
to live free
to just be~
Beauty~
Irish Rose…
The purple roses
of Clontarf
remain etched
in my minds eye~
the beauty
the magic
the fragrance
of a beloved
Isle~
Time and time
again
time eternal and
immortal~
Her name is a
whispered pray
on my heart,
always and forever
Ireland…
Traveling…
