I pray for a ship of gossamer wings,
To ferry me back to whence I came,
I wish to see the centuries past
Till I come once more to that sacred place,
Where I left my heart, my love,
On a silent knoll, on Gaelic soil,
Beneath the shallow shale and stony plain,
On a winter’s cold white snow,
I wish I could remain,
Until I turn to dust upon his grave;
Fair winds, I know will come with spring,
Our spirits will rise to take, at last,
The ship of gossamer wings.
@kdemersdowdall 2016
Pen & Paper 
Thank you for sharing a beautiful poem.
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Yes, thank you. I wrote it for someone I lost a very long time ago.
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Oh what a fantastic poem…just so beautiful
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I love your cover design the lady in the green with a white rabbit is so magically gorgeous, it definitely draws readers in.
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Hello there, thank you so much. I really love that cover. I wanted readers to know what my site is about. It is about magical realism, poetry, prose, short stories and everything romantic. I love your site as well. Thank you, for your great posts! Your friend, Karen 🙂
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