I’m My Father’s Daughter

I’m the one who; around 6 years ago left Cork to follow an Irish boy who lived in Manchester. Came back home after two years with the boy. Set up camp in Ireland. And after six years have a beautiful daughter together.

I’m the one who grows my own vegetables, doesn’t eat meat and collects animals.

I’m the one who, because of the above, people call a hippy.

I’m the one who loves taking pictures but doesn’t like my photograph being taken, who doesn’t like my birthday but loves cake.

I love being all these things.


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