Walking all the day
Near tall towers where falcons build their nests
Silver winged they fly
They know the call for freedom in their breasts
Saw Black Head against the sky
With twisted rocks that run down to the sea
Living on your western shore saw summer sunsets
Asked for more
I stood by your Atlantic Sea
And sang a song for Ireland
Talking all the day with true friends who try to make you stay
Telling jokes and news
Singing songs to pass the night away
Watched the Galway salmon run like silver dancing
Darting in the sun
Drinking all the day in old pubs where fiddlers love to play
Someone touched the bow
He played a reel that seemed so grand and gay
I stood on dingle beach and cast
In a wild foam we found Atlantic bass
Dreaming in the night
I saw a land where no man had to fight
Walking in your dawn
I saw you crying in the morning light
Lying where the falcons fly
They twist and turn in your air blue sky
Living on your western shore saw summer sunsets
Asked for more
I stood by your Atlantic Sea
And sang a song for Ireland
Sewing Weekend!
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~Ironing my lemonade layer cake quilt~
First time quilting a quilt of my own on the long arm, I just have to learn
to relax!
Pinning the entire quil...
9 years ago
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