Arms of Solace

of the olde Irish brouge,a lifetyme away

Arms of Solace

 

E’re aye be-mourn the wail of a bairn…

Cradled 'pon mither's arms of solace..

Ne’r  to sup nay feed upon.

For the harvest be gleaned..

The fields bare of tare.

Hush a bye My child

The next world is ferr ‘ye.

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[J. J. Nightingale]

Sweet sadness .. a tear-full good bye ..

Thank you .. Jasmine

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

I adore this. Reading in that dialect is magical, as our your words.

[An owl on the moon]

Your words transported me to another world... a world across the waves... pain released in a mournful lullaby... Deeply moving.

[Muse]

This pains me...don't know why...it made me think of the following Utube video. Have you seen it?

http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/4028938/Heart-attack-boys-br-moving-YouTube-farewell.html

[M.E.Lyle]

What is there to say; I haven't the words.

[emmajoy]

Oh Laury, thank you for pointing the way to this sad, sad tho beautiful lullaby. Its phrasing is clearly and strongly past Celtic, the sound of each word read aloud is near tiptop mournful true.

All it needs is a softly played fiddle or Irish harp, maybe both .. and tears would flow, dear friend.

[Ed Hart]

it's a cold hard world upon the truth of it, and so many boughs were broken

[writing mojo]

such a breath of fresh air with the heir of something crafted from perfection and timed to whistle of an old presence deep within you...amazing stuff

[Samuel Dickens]

Funny---I can't read this without employing an Irish accent. (In my mind's ear, it's perfect, too) I'm being silly, of course. It's a sweet one.

[A.A.Romanczuk]

How perfect for this season...it seems to me like a lullaby just for Christ...the child meant for the next world :) Lovely!