~Ode to Joan Siobhan~

She counts the things in common we share, then spins Irish stories so fair. She fills with laughter my every ounce. She can't to do anything without a bounce. In her step, in her voice, when she gets from a chair. She's cheerful, she's vibrant, she makes me even care. About listening and learning, and watching her be, and wanting to know her as I even know me. And thinking and pondering, and wondering why she isn't world famous in the public eye. If you see and meet Siobhan --- in short time you'll see, why she's already become world famous to me.

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