"road To Kiloree"

In the dark of sullen night, on the road to Kiloree...
Rode the finest of the castle, with his lass upon his knee...
Off to wed they were, of bliss so full to brim...
He in love with her, she in love with him.

As the wind began to howl, on the road to Kiloree...
Rode lass with lad so bold, with no care but to be free...
Off to spend next hunnert years, or such as time would tell...
'Til winter's winds did cease to blow, or out of love they fell.

As clouds did gather 'round about, on the road to Kiloree...
Paused they for a moment's bliss, beneath the great oak tree...
Off to lands imagined, found in lover's charms...
He in her embrace, her trust within his arms.

As lightnin' bolt did descend, on the road to Kiloree...
Time was to then stand still, their future not meant to be...
Off to heaven's long sought door, their dreams so set them free...
In the dark of sullen night, on that road to Kiloree.

SeaWolf
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Debole Avatar
August 14, 2012 at 6:17 PM
Fantastic. Would love to hear this as a song.
Seawolf Avatar
September 1, 2012 at 10:01 PM
Two years ago, at the hour of six, one comment was placed. The timing of your second is uncanny. Thanx, Gail... and as Francine did so say true... Indeed I'd kilt them both with bolt o'blue. So if you find "Finest of the Castle" or some such as that you'll see these two again.
Roberts Avatar
August 14, 2010 at 6:57 PM
you killed them!!! oh well great write anyway
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