Rico Leffanta Poet Limerick

Ire Land

*"Whispering Hope" was music to my ears
Today's fare sounds like children clashing gears
When Eire becomes Ire
Extinguish the fire
Lest hope never soothes your grandchildren's fears! 

*1949 "Whispering Hope" Jo Stafford, Gordon MacRae duet

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Andrea Dietrich January 27, 2019 at 4:30 PM I enjoyed the word play here, Rico. Rico Leffanta January 30, 2019 at 1:16 PM Mahalo, Andrea! Still a work in progress! Aloha! Rico

Silent One January 26, 2019 at 4:25 PM This is interesting.. About Southern Ireland? Rico Leffanta January 28, 2019 at 6:01 PM Ire is especially prevalent in the USA and Middle East, where the disparity between rich and poor is greatest, a subject still considered, "hot potatoes". Aloha! Rico