ELIZABETH (LIZ) RAGOUT

Elizabeth

RAGOUT

OUR BENEVOLENT SUN

The sky swooned,

at the beauty of the

rising and the setting sun.

The oceans reflected

the love of the one

they adored.

The earth gave birth

to diverse hues

for she loved him so.

All rejoiced in gratitude,

for their mighty lover

was father of their moods.

Liz Ragout...

THREE & SEVEN

When we were very young

due to life's misfortunes,

to the convent orphanage

we three sisters had to go.

Us three and seven other

little ones we got to know ,

we became family.

We were seven and three

never ten or four and six.

just seven and three

to everyone back then.

From the beginning of our

school days, until the very end,

we were close family.

It has remained so in our

adult lives ,we've stayed family,

although now diminished in size,

Death has claimed some early prizes.

We are now only two and four,

our friendships will last evermore

even after death has closed all doors..

Liz Ragout.

TIR NA NOG

(THE LAND OF ETERNAL YOUTH)

All is well in Tir na nOg.

No cold winds blow,

nor sickness ,war or strife

evermore, will you know.

It is the place of the forever young.

even if you die at ninety three

it's reserved for you and me

if you've got Irish ancestry.

Its were all our hero's have found rest

the kings of Tara and warrior's of yore.

W B. Yeats and countless more ,

have made the journey long before ..

Do not fear for those who pass

into this holy land in the west

they will enjoy eternal rest,

in wondrous Tir na nOg

LIZ RAGOUT.

ELIZABETH (LIZ) RAGOUT was born in Northern Ireland in 1942. After emigrating at age 18 to London, UK she qualified as a psychiatric nurse and worked in London before retiring in 2010. She is a widow with grown up children, one granddaughter and two great granddaughters. Having contacted meningitis as a teenager Liz has been hearing impaired ever since. This has helped towards her poetic insight and resulted in a heightened reflective observation of life.