ClonmelA Poem by Thomas RyanClonmel, my hometown, a place of
pride, Where the Suir River flows with
grace and glide. The town's history is rich and
deep, A legacy that we must cherish
and keep. The town's streets are lined
with trees, A sight that always brings me
peace. The old town hall stands tall
and proud, A symbol of the town's heritage
endowed. The town's people are warm and
kind, A community that's hard to find. The town's beauty is beyond
compare, A place where nature and history
share. Clonmel, my hometown, a place of
love, A place where the past and
present interwove. A town that I'm proud to call my
own, A place where my heart has
grown. © 2024 Thomas Ryan |
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Added on January 26, 2024 Last Updated on January 26, 2024 AuthorThomas RyanCahir, South Tipperary, IrelandAboutI am a community activist and I love writing. I am also an advocate for mental health and i love volunteering. Aged 42 LGBTQI+ member and I am single. Poetry has been my passion for years more.. |

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