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Ta mo chroi istigh ionat

door killea

Ta mo chroi istigh ionat

Have you forgotten
what was and is
hold it in your hands
send it to the stars
take good care of it
it is made of glass
tears burn the cheeks
of the lost and forlorn
when once what you held
is shattered, forever gone

feedback van andere lezers

• CHRIS
  weg is weg,,,,,,
  killea: Yep, thanks Chris
  xx
  j
• lazey
  herkenbaar, helaas...
  killea: many thanks Lazey
  xx
  j
• ivo
  so it is ..
  killea: yes Ivo, that's how it is
  xx
  j
• jan
  sad, sad, sad......
  xxx
  j
  
  killea: indeed Jan
  xxx
  j
• Danvoieanne
  zo is het....
  killea: thank you Anne
  xx
  j
• lief
  strange titel:-)
  xxx
  liefs
  killea: The old language of Ireland Lief
  xxx
  j
• Wee
  I've googled the title, love the Irish words (break my tongue when I try to pronounce them).
  Moving poem.
  x
  killea: many thanks Wee
  xx
  j