He's a greatest man ever
lived, he became a legend hero
himself out stunningly, he
got the glorious and inglorious
heart, he explored many
things in his culture, he believe
his own country and
kingdom together, he got the
enchanted spark in a
modern world, he smile so pleasant
and warmth and passion, he
followed his adventure land
in the woods of freedom
and wisdom, his well going love
was stronger then a single
root, to see many harmony and
melody stars came on the
old creek night sky, the moon
was nice and steady as it
will be or should be in the center
of the darkish and dreamy
sky, John Ireland is a world class
young man in earth, he got
the world on his own outwitted
bare naked hands of joy
and hope, he can laugh the loudest
he should be, he can sing
a lullaby song in tune, he can
dance so wild like
wildflower and sunflower, he got the
pleasant and deeper voice
to speak his own poetic words
of his sweetheart moment
Written by
Michael James Brindley
9-14-15
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