Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Celtic Corner - May 2016

CELTIC CORNER
Instead of Irish History, I thought this would be more appropriate in honor of Mother’s Day.
I am sure all of you know this tune. Have your handkerchiefs out when you read it.

An Irish boy was leaving
Leaving his native home
Crossing the broad Atlantic
Once more he wished to roam
And as he was leaving his mother
While standing on the Quay
He threw his arms around her waist
And this to her did say.

"A mother's love is a blessing
No matter where you roam
Keep her while she's living
You'll miss her when she's gone
Love her as in childhood
When feeble, old, and grey
For you'll never miss a mother's love
'Til she's buried beneath the clay"

And as the years grow onward
I'll settle down in life
And I'll choose a nice young colleen
And take her for my wife
And as the kids grow older
They'll play around my knee
And I'll teach them the very same lesson                       
That my mother taught to me

"A mother's love is a blessing
No matter where you roam
Keep her while she's living
You'll miss her when she's gone
Love her as in childhood
When feeble, old, and grey
For you'll never miss a mother's love
'Til she's buried beneath the clay"

Happy Mother's Day! (Lá an Mháthair faoi shona dhuit!)

        Frank Darcy