By Turlough O'Carolan.
Sequenced by Barry Taylor.
|Michael is a distant, pure white
Inspiring to those who shape our lives.
Crowns and crosses equally adorn him;
His demeanor makes it difficult to scorn him,
Although at times some dormant doubt revives.
Every now and then his grand hopes plummet,
Leaving him a wound which he survives.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
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