Poems & Selections

Irish Blessing 03

May the Irish hills caress you.
May her lakes and rivers bless you.
May the luck of the Irish enfold you.
May the blessings of
Saint Patrick behold you.

by Robert Burns My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here, My heart’s in the Highlands a—chasing the deer— A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe; My heart’s in the Highlands, wherever I go. Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North The birth place of Valour, the country of Worth; Wherever […]
You never said I’m leaving You never said goodbye You were gone before I knew it, And only God knew why A million times I needed you, A million times I cried If love alone could have saved you, You never would have died In life I loved you dearly In death I love you […]
May brooks and trees and singing hills Join in the chorus too. And every gentle wind that blows Send happiness to you.
Life is but a stopping place, A pause in what’s to be, A resting place along the road, to sweet eternity. We all have different journeys, Different paths along the way, We all were meant to learn some things, but never meant to stay… Our destination is a place Far greater than we know. For […]