Poems & Selections

Irish Blessing 04

May your pockets be heavy
and your heart be light,
May good luck pursue you
each morning and night.

May your neighbors respect you, Trouble neglect you, The angels protect you, And heaven accept you.
Not how did he die but how did he live Not what did he gain but what did he give These are the units to measure the worth of a man as a man regardless of birth Not what was his church nor what was his creed? But had he befriended those really in need? […]
By Anne Bradstreet If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were lov’d by wife, then thee. If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare with me, ye women, if you can. I prize thy love more than whole Mines of gold Or all the riches that the East doth hold. […]
Until we meet again, may God Hold you in the palm of his hand.