FOR MAURA
FOR MAURA
A head of dark curls
And two eyes that beguile,
Truly an angel
With a sweet winsome smile,
Such a brave little grandchild,
Yet meek as the fawn
That often strayed from the forest
To feast on the lawn.
Mick Grimes, Deroar, Beragh
A head of dark curls
And two eyes that beguile,
Truly an angel
With a sweet winsome smile,
Such a brave little grandchild,
Yet meek as the fawn
That often strayed from the forest
To feast on the lawn.
Mick Grimes, Deroar, Beragh
Further Information
Publisher: CAPPAGH
Ref: MAG/014
Published Date: 1998
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