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Frances Byrne Poem
Why are some people so keen
To be so mean
Why not be nice
What cost the price
Do you need to be so rough
Are you so tough
Say something kind
It will ease your mind
Do a good act
It will come right back, fact
Spread a little joy
It is like a fun toy
Have a little compassion
It is something not to ration
Love each other
We are sister and brother
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Fear fear fear
No more I want to hear
It is getting too much for many its clear
Test tests tests
The more you look the more you find
This is something that is not kind
Media dream
Frightening people
It would seem
We are in a war
Worldwide
Many run and hide
Where did this start
When will this end
On who will we depend
Pray pray pray
That is what I say
To get you through the day
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Inviting drink
Requires time I think
Intoxicating taste lets not waste
Smooth cream
Helps it go down like a dream
Coffee and whiskey
Outrageously risky
Fire on the taste buds and
Furnace in the tummy
Exceptionally yummy
Eire's elixir wow what a mixture
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Dublin is Irelands capital city
On the river Liffey
It is at the seashore
With mountains galore
Viking settlement
With many more to come
Bringing changes
Throughout the ages
Diverse and welcoming
Humorous and serious
Dubh Linn meaning Black Pool to those in the know
Continues to grow
Home to many
Workplace for some
It is never hum drum
To those who have never been
There is so much unseen
Including our forty shades of green
Dublin
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What is happening
How can this be
I am having a day off just for me
This was not accidental
I looked and planned
The calendar I scanned
But now it is here
The freedom I feel
I nearly want to do a cartwheel
Where will we go
I think I know
Out to the sea
Oh what glee
Off on the train
Weather forecast says it will rain
I don't care
Just get me some sea air
Breezy sea wind
Cutting and biting
This will be exciting
Coffee and cakes are part of the treat
We can sit and eat
New people and experiences we will meet
At the end of the day
Uplifted and happy
Satisfied and thrilled
Home we will go
To the routine we know
A day off
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Wonderfully
Intentionally
Lavishes
Love
On
Walkers
Willow
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Mr Vius
How you tire us
Chopping and changing
Disarranging
Loves ones gone
Suffering goes on
What a painful year
But still you are here
Vaccines on offer
But are they all they proffer
Time will tell
The truth will ring its bell
Mankind must look at itself
Good intentions take them off the shelf
We need to change our behaviour
Caring and sharing should be the flavour
Mr Virus you are still hanging around
Your bad intentions abound
From where did you come
From evil meddling say some
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What a gift this is
Available to all
Waiting for the taking
Why wait
Just take
Experience the bliss
Feel the euphoria
And fly away
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I looked out my window
and there to my surprise
was a beautiful set of green eyes
These eyes were in a glossy black face
With exquisite features that sent my heart at quite a pace
Sleek black body from tip to toe
How I managed to look away I do not know
Agile hunting movements
That transfixed my stare
Sharp teeth and claws
Hidden in soft mouth and paws
This encounter became a regular event
Meowing and purring were her calling card
To let us know she was in the backyard
We called her Beauty
And that's what she was
Charming and beguiling
Exciting and delighting
Then one day this feline friend
On us did no more decend
Where did she go we do not know
What can we do
Except remember and continue to enjoy the view
Beauty
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I said something the other day
In quite an innocent way
A throw away comment
Said in the moment
I knew by their face
It had gone to a different place
Their expression had changed
From serious to delirious
How it got there
Is anyones guess
Laughing and smiling
Giggling and grinning
Oh my goodness
This was only the beginning
Lets not details discuss
It would create too much fuss
Try as I might
To put it right
The damage was done
Their thoughts were on the run
Misinterpretation
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