Below is the poem entitled WEARING O' THE GREEN which was written by poet
MacMillan. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Enough of toil, there’s pleasure a-waiting
At O’Malley’s, where there’s reason to smile,
Hear the bodhrán, time for celebrating
For the migrants from the Emerald Isle.
My love has brought me a lovely poesy,
Aye, the Bells of Ireland,* the hue of home,
As green as eyes that flame when they see me,
As green as the hills where I used to roam.
I’m wearing the green, inside and out,
And me claddagh is turned the marriage way,
Hey barkeep, send o’er two pints of stout,
Hurry up, Boyo, it’s Saint Patrick’s Day!
Sweet, evergreen man, sweet, evergreen life,
This maid dancing now will soon be his wife.
*The Bells of Ireland are a flowering plant that looks like bells and its colour is apple green. :)