National Adult Literacy Database

March 29, 1999

This week, we have a poem written by Shaun Clarke, from Edmonton, Alberta. Shawn enjoys coming to Prospects Literacy Association to share stories and good times with the friends he has made there. He enjoyed writing this story about Ireland for the Irish worker in his group home.

My Place

by: Shaun Clarke

My place is far out in Ireland. There is a pond and a riverside.
I can hear the Irish voices singing and hear stamping feet.
I can hear some of the black and white cows with their loud mooing. I can hear the seaside with clashes of big, gigantic, huge water waves.
I can also taste some Irish chicken and rice. I smell the Irish green sweet grass.
I can see my girlfriend in Ireland dancing and clapping.

[This poem was taken with permission, from Prospects Notes, the newsletter of the Prospects Literacy Association, December 1997 edition.]