Two Irish Poems Of Lore
A poem of Irish lore and love.
An Irish Poem 1 (I used two different stones so there are 2 poems) I have walked among the wee folk, merrily and with smile. Dazzled by the greenest eyes, of which I was beguiled. She, of lore, with lips of cherry; kissed me once to make me merrier. I kissed her back, to her surprise, she lost her heart within my eyes. Tales were told of The Cloch Labhrais, a stone I'd gone to view. Searching for loves answer, it told me...
