síocháin

smoke curls like whimsy

happiness is glass

seconds matchless treasure

cut short like barley grass

stay a moment more

hold another hand

keep a promise longer

linger smile so grand

if I could hold this minute

keep this sugar air

peace could blanket time

we would be so rare

 

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