Poems & Selections

Irish Blessing 12

May God be with you and bless you,
May you see your children’s children,
May you be poor in misfortune,
rich in blessings.
May you know nothing but
happiness from this day forward.

God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be, so He put his arms around you, and whispered, “Come to me.”
Here, a million wounded souls are yearning just to touch you and be healed; Gather all your people, and hold them to your heart. We remember how you loved us to your death, and still we celebrate, for you are with us here; And we believe that we will see you when you come, in […]
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 your pockets be heavy and your heart be light, May good luck pursue you each morning and night.