Irish Spring: Free Poetry for the Soul of Tomorrow

Alfonso Coley
Patches of green disappeared when winter came,

And now the beautiful moment of spring

Shows her grand face once again.

Tomorrow is a restless memory,

But today will be a day

When we stand together

And see nature weave her spell

Upon the land, where fleeting beauty

Is a minstrel song

We remember every now and then.

Published by Alfonso Coley

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  • alfonso coley3/17/2010

    Thanks David for reading and leaving your comment on this poem.

  • David A. Reinstein, LCSW3/17/2010

    From one Irishman to another: Erin go braigh!

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