Tis the Irish Sealed In Me
...the distant flute
...the happy fiddle
...the hearty drum...
...my stomach in knots...
...the Irish jig...Ireland
here I come...back to my roots
...where these blood ties all begun...
...the shores of Ireland...
...I crave...Ireland the brave...
...this undying guts...this deep
passion revealed...
not a pot of gold at the end of a
rainbow...can just anyone steal...
...the pride...this Irish bloodline
sealed inside...
...this might with fight...
...this spirit of great courage...
...in Ireland I believe...
it all began...the essence of
Ireland in me...
Copyright © Eileen R. Kelly | Year Posted 2007
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