A Poem


Little baby Aoibhe,

Like the legends of old,

Is a great warrior princess,

Fierce and bold,

With a name meaning beauty,

No one would doubt,

Even the fairies are jealous,

“She’s beautiful” they shout,

She’ll be loved and protected,

By all who know,

Baby Aoibhe is a Princess

And should be respected so.

nature poetry
Karen Commane
Karen Commane
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