By age ten her father had left

Gone to another land,

Fortune upon his lips

She cried for days,

She felt alone...

Bereft

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If I t'wer find a Woman of Mind, With the Heart an Erin colleen..........
A smile would I,  a twinkle in my eye, and the feel of my Heart A'brim
A Dance I'd do, to a Penny Whistles Tune, all for pure Enjoyment
This Woman of few, I surely Knew, would Be an Angle Sent

We may have the same eye's
but I use mine differently

We may have the same heart
but I use mine differently

I'm Different cause I do things differently
I'm different cause I wear things differently

I may stand out differently in many ways
but I love it
and I love being different

I Am Different