by Brendan Behan (1921-1963) T’was on an August morning, all in the dawning hours, I went to take the warming air, all in the Month of Flowers, And there I saw a maiden, and mournful was her cry, ‘Ah what will mend my broken heart, I’ve lost my Laughing Boy. So strong, so wild, andContinue reading “The Laughing Boy”
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Parents
by Bernard Shaw Parents are you both so blind, That childish being is but yours to mind. Give care, give love, give guidance well , For that baby of man, is but a shell. Deep within lies a Godly love, Entrusted to you by him above. Such eyes of innocence, shining bright, Those tiny handsContinue reading “Parents”
Robin's Nest 