So I was cleaning off my desk today to prepare for the end of the school year and ran across this poem I have previously written. I keep it handy as a memory to how much being in Ireland means to me. So here it is.
Come With Me
Come with me to Ireland and sit by the sea
We will talk of times past and how is used to be.
In the quiet of the evening watching waves rush in
Thoughts of people we have known and places we have been.
Come and sit with me a while and talk of loves lost past
The summer winds will whisk away those feelings will not last.
The harshness of the landscape gives rest to saddened hearts
The rhythm at its shore brings warmth and a fresh new start
Here at the calming water's edge we wrap ourselves in dreams
Nothing can touch us now, at least that's the way it seems.
For here you see that all is right and possibilities abound
Come with me to the Irish Sea, a new life you will have found.
Arlene
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
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