Kristen
A name carried by a blood relation
The Christ Bearer, Celtic you see.
I wasn't aware, yet an Irish devotee
No wonder I feel the green sensation.
One day I felt the need the ink
Myself with a tattoo
A shamrock perfect out of the blue
Where is my missing link?
My eyes glow green that pierce your skin
Now it all makes sense
All the mystery and suspense
In the end my gut did win.
Copyright © Kristen Bruni | Year Posted 2011
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