• Michael Mullins
  • Michael "The Bard" Mullin
  • "The Bard of Foremass"
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    I love these little shamrocks

    From Ireland far away

    By mother plucked  from Irelands breast

    That on my bosom they may rest

    Upon St Patrick’s Day

    God bless that loving mother

    I kiss the token dear

    From her so lonely over there

    To me so lonely here,


    Her tears baptized these shamrocks

    Ah few may understand

    How sad I feel, how much I miss

    A mother’s love, a mother’s kiss

    A mother’s gentle hand.

    Few here may know how hard it is

    To tear the ties apart

    That bind a loving daughters

    To a loving mothers heart.


    Michael Mullin

    The Bard of Foremass