Ode to my mother.
I see her now Smiling up at me On the beach in Salthill Wide eyed and staring Don’t swim out too far She says wisely Always swim towards the shore…
I see her now Smiling up at me On the beach in Salthill Wide eyed and staring Don’t swim out too far She says wisely Always swim towards the shore…
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