Music filled my ears, and I sang old songs I never heard before
Smiles appeared on my face that shortly before had displayed the deep sadness I can’t shake
Amazing how the transformation takes place so quickly
All it takes is believing that the ghost that stands behind me cares
I will trace where it is I come from,
The other half of my life I never knew
Going will open my eyes to the woman in the mirror
Maybe I’ll understand her better
Will the emerald shores be the place I feel home?
Will a walk in the cold Dublin rain wash me of my sins?
Or will a sit by the fireside melt away this cold I feel?
I will trust the ghost that wants to hold my hand as I witness the story of me
I will go, though I am scared
But I may also find what is missing
Something that may fill my gaps
Maybe my ghost will lead me to someplace new, someplace my spirit will find peace
fiddle dee dee poatatoesGo forth and kiss the irish lol
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Are you anti-Irish Mistergreengenius? LOL 🙂
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Oh no not at all just being silly thats all I try not to be anti anyone if I can help.
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Cool 🙂
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