Mullingar
We've reached the part where our trip to Ireland is upon us and how I believe it is going to change our lives.
Well I’ve never worn the green,
or stood beside the cliffs of Moher
Mary says, “You’ve never seen the likes of them before”
and if we’re bound- can it be far?
all our roads lead to Mullingar
and a cool August eve; how many of us? Who can say.
Mothers, fathers, all the love of yesterday
I feel them here, can’t you see their light
In the eyes of each one here tonight.
Be back soon :)
2 Comments:
Be well. :)
A really wonderful poem, it reminds me of Yates. May God bless your journey and guide your safe return.
Peace and Blessings!
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