The echo of a fairy chanting her love song to the breeze.
The smell of the air as it drifts from the sea.
Hills of glorious green spanning out for miles,
Greeted by the warmth of an Irish smile.
Folklore and legend ,stories of gold.
Pub keepers singing songs of old.
Fiddles and dancing its a wonderous delight.
Enchanted and bedazzled by an Irish moonlight.
More magical than the ocean touching the sand.
Come marvel in the beauty of my Ireland.
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-03-05 10:12:46
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