He's enamored with beauty wherever it lies. He's in love with the ocean, the earth and the skies. He's proud and he's humble, he's happy and sad. He's wild and he's gentle, he's good and he's bad. His hate is as fierce as his devotion is grand.Īnd there's no middle ground on which he will stand. Yet his strength is the strongest to banish your fears. His eyes are the quickest to well up in tears. Yet the smile of a child fills his soul with delight. He's spoiling and ready to argue and fight. Strange blend of shyness, pride and conceit. Sometimes irascible, quite inexplicable Irish? The utterly impractical, never predictable, Imagine walking into St Christopher's Church on St Patrick's Day weekend and reading from the church bulletin a post called, Erin Go-Bragh." A post which describes you down to your very core!
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |