The Willing Seduction
I saw her coming down the street,
Her name I did not know,
The glimpse I got was only fleet,
But enough to set my heart aglow.

Her eyes were of the deepest blue,
Her lips were moist and red,
Her hair was of a golden hue,
Upon these sights my heart was fed.

And yet again another day, she came into my view,
My heart did miss another beat,
What, oh what, was I to do,
How this lovely girl, was ever I to meet.

I pondered long upon a thought,
To take the plunge or wait upon my fate,
For, I, in a fearful trap was caught,
There all day and never to be late.

But kindly fate did smile on me,
And took my trembling hand,
He opened up my eyes to see,
And washed out all the sand

For there, beside me, was my girl,
At last we’d met, without of any fuss,
My heart, my thoughts were in a whirl,
But fate had struck, and Thus was Thus.

So I held her in my gaze but was too shy to talk,
She was the one who broke the ice,
she turned to me and said,
‘Ive waited for too long for you, so let’s
go off and walk,
‘And when we’ve walked and talked and
talked and walked,
‘Then my love’– she smiled and gave a kiss– ‘it’s time to go to bed.’
A. E. Mouse

Real Love
When somebody loves you
You come first no matter what
Real love comes from the heart
Hidden deep in your soul forever

When somebody loves you
It doesn’t cause a thought to rip open your heart
No matter where you are in this vast world of peace
Binding vows must be there forever more

When somebody loves you
You think you know what they are going to do next
Before they do it
Even when you’re at your lowest form

When somebody loves you
You would die for their happiness
And you would love them over the years
And you want to grow old with them

When somebody loves you
You would not ever take them for granted
And the love would be very secure in your heart
And theirs forever more

And last of all

When somebody loves you
You would trust them with your heart
And never want to say goodbye even at the end.
Denise Fanning

Rainy night
The big shoes didn’t
Let him down
He walked them
Round.

The other is singing
On this rainy night
He walks to the left
She walks to the right.

Whispering in the rain
The melodies go up and
Down
From the quay to
Unity.
By Patrick Duffy

First Day
She walks with me happy and free,
Exciting times full of glee,
I walk with her anxious and sad,
She has grown, I’m so mad,
It’s happened so fast where did the time go,
I wish she could stay here with me at home,

But I have to let her go, I know,
To meet new friends and explore,
Anxious parents leave the gate,
They wave goodbye, Oh the heartbreak,
Only to return to see how it went,
The first day at school and how it was spent.

The worry will return every day,
Wondering always is she O.K.
The first of firsts I’m fully aware,
Just letting her know I’ll always be there,
To listen to tales of games that she played,
And the great news of friends that she made.
By Lisa Berigan

On a tired housewife
Here lies a poor woman who was always tired,
She lived in a house where help wasn’t hired.
Her last words on earth were: ‘Dear friends,
I am going.

To where there’s no cooking, or washing, or sewing,
For everything there is exact to my wishes,
For where they don’t eat there’s no washing or dishes
I’ll be where loud anthems will always be ringing,
But having no vice I’ll be quit of the singing.

Don’t mourn for me now, don’t mourn for me never,
I am going to do nothing for ever and ever.’
Anon

Moods
Sometimes, when your mood is bad
It drags me down and makes me sad
But you decided the mood to day
I was stuck in Jan, you in May
You knocked my door and came to play
And, soon, we sang the blues away
Ole, Ole
Humour is infectious; the old cliché
And I joined your happy mood today
Carmel McCarthy

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