The Celtic Cross

The Celtic Cross

Was at a loss

As to what

It was all about.

It had been there years

And seen it all

From then ’til now

And even more.

Then Bodmin came

And Bodmin stayed

And then it went away

⁃ Bodmin was no Moor)

The Celtic Cross

Was lonely then

With no one there to see;

Quiet reigned

The Cross did calm

And time would ever be.

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