mike monahan Biography

the silence of the night is stirred by strong pulses
from the north that cut across the moonlit ocean
the waters shimmer and gleam like gold, as nature
begins her perpetual motion,
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log fueled fire blazes in a hearth, throwing out intermittent shadows embellishing a darkened room a flickering candle burns through yet another Christmas eve its light reaches out to highlight images of a family past
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.{ Maureen Dolaghan}

In the golden corn, the sunlit dawns
we lay in each other's arms
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I'm grateful for the loving people who make me feel so glad
I'm grateful for nurses and doctors when I'm feeling bad
I'm grateful for my family and friends who cheer me when I'm blue
I'm grateful for old Ireland and for our culture too
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