Falling by: Nuala Molloy Moran




I swung upon swing

you tickled and I fell down

us laughing on the ground


–Nuala Molloy Moran c 2007


The Day My Father was Born by: Nuala Molloy Moran

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The Day My Father Was Born


The day my father was born

Surely it was a sunny morn

With all the birds keeping a tune

While flowers danced in fancy bloom


And for sure it is this your mother did say,

“What a fine boy I’ve been blessed with on this special day!”

Your father, too, must have been proud as punch

To add this divine lad to his Irish bunch


If it wasn’t for my father,

What would my mother do?

When men like him

Are so far and few


All five children agree

When they pray

Thank God for my father

And that special day


And the angels in heaven knew why

They danced that morn,

‘Tis that was the day my father was born!


–Nuala Molloy Moran c 1997

(For Dad…10/04/1929 to 03/15/2012)


Irish Love by: Nuala Molloy Moran

Irish Magic  --by Nuala Molloy Moran c 02-2016


Rolling down the hills of Ireland entwined and laughing

Landing at the bottom in the sweet green clover

Kicking up my heels dancing a reel all around you

Singing the songs we love over and over and over


Irish love…beauty everywhere…Irish love…music fills the air


Diving into the cold but lovely Irish Sea

Kissing and splashing in the frothy spray

Sunning ourselves, delighting in a picnic

Sharing secret dreams of the past and today


Irish love…tenderness counts…Irish love…fun is paramount


Stepping up to the Giant’s Causeway

My most favorite Irish natural wonder

(Besides yourself, of course, my love—

Vibrant, with a sweet strong thunder)


Irish love…cheers to your health!  Irish love…more precious than wealth


Seeing your handsome face at my door

You’re telling me there’s no time for tea

I’ve an overflowing storehouse of love inside

Your Irish eyes alone hold the magical key


Irish love…would never chain…Irish love…only good to gain


St. Patrick summed up Irish love poetically:

(Although this is not from a reliable source)

“It’s joyously unrestrained, and creeps up on you—

If it was a snake it would have bit me, of course!”


Irish love…Have a Happy St. Patrick’s Day!  Irish Love…Luck o’ the Irish – it’s not a cliché


–Nuala Molloy Moran c 2008