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The musical Emerald Isle ?

The musical Emerald Isle ?

I wonder if Irish descendancy 
Is in my ancestry
It is very possible
But I do not know you see

Though my father was Northumbrian
I’ve lived there all my life
But he served in the Royal navy
He had a Liverpudlian wife

So she was only over the water
Of this green & emerald isle
Did she ever go to Ireland ?
Board a boat once in a while

This I do not know
Yet I know one thing for sure
I am drawn to Celtic origins
The haunting songs
Melodious & pure

I’ve always felt an Irish connection
This land is in the heart of me
So I’m guessing it must be in my blood
Impossible to set free

I adore the music & the dance
The rhythmic energy, so inviting
I simply cannot get enough of it
It’s lyrics & instruments are so exciting

Infact all my favourite artists
My chosen few, I Iove the best
They were born & raised in Ireland
So musically blessed

 

 

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Jill Tait

Awww Thank you I luv this comment, how lovely your wedding sounded luv ❤️

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