Mol an oige agus tiocfaidh siad
Praise the youth and they will come
An old hen with a pullet’s head
A funny old hen, let it be said, dreamt she would never grow old.
” A pullet” she said “I’ll be ’til I’m dead”
She lived a life daring and bold.
“The one that wears the Bróg knows well where it pinches.”
Selected by Mary Doherty, Longford
Walk in the Shoes
and you’ll know who is greater in the kingdom where all are free.
Walk in the shoes of another for a mile
Carry on your shoulder each other’s weakness and troubles
only to see who is the stronger.
At last realize the suffering each one pays to be incomplete
without a friend to understand the mis’ry and darkness
which cloud the horizon of life while we try to grow into persons.
Reference: 1972 The Benedictine Foundation of the State of Vermont, Inc.
Image Credit: CC0 Met Museum
The one that brings a story to you, will take two from you
by Aoife Brady, Sydney, Australia
As the fire crackles the Bard begins,
He weaves a tale so rich it takes wings,
Storytelling is half his gift,
He listen, watches & sees what others do not.
For weeks they talk about his way with words,
They see what he shared, not what he took.
Na bac leis an mear fada
Don’t put anything on the long finger