Belfast Echoes

By mcscraic

Mon, 04 Jan 2021
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Belfast Echoes

By Paul McCann

Dandering down through the windy city
I spied my fancy one .
I nodded with unspoken thoughts ,
like echoes from a gun .
Knowing well these streets may keep secrets .
It's grace where love makes it's home .
Linen lovers by Lagans flow
where Flaxy people roam ,past windows .
Belfast echoes like the corner boys in back street brawls .
Shankill serenades .
The bells echoes ring loud up the Falls .
Wee boys and wee girls .
We walk and we talk .
We give peace in a nod .
Silent words we speak .
The echoes are rights given by God

 

 

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