Mother's of Erin's isle many sacred prayers held in rosary beads by hands outstretched in love to dear departing children who crossed the ocean, who's thoughts keep returning to that distant shore.
Michael Cochrane ©
Most beautiful poem so unique about the echoes that keep coming back, so touching and emotive. Enjoyed very much this great touch!
A unique poem about The women of Ireland, a short brevity, but its content is talking constantly, not only through the islands of the world, but through the most precious and important space: our own mind.5 Stars full
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poetic prayer which we all heard but never recorded. Indeed month's do care.