I could hear the last cheers of “Bully Boy” and see the fading, waving hands of my friends and lover as their ship slipped over the horizon.
A Line from Milton echoed through my mind as I sat upon the rocky shoreline looking beyond the breakers. “Twilight fades behind the crimson moon light.” I could hear the horseman’s carriage behind me to take me home forty-eight this day never again will I be alone. I meet a Beautiful Irish girl, fiery hair and mind so like my own.
My Heart breaks, watching her sail away, I know she will be near me come another day. Paradise is not lost behind the twilight fading crimson moon light; it just waits for me, and my Irish girl to fall in love, on this a new day.
Beauty marks the passage of "My Irish Girl"
and the echo of the horse hooves give my senses delight
to feel the emotion of this...your words unfolden from your heart...
Peace & Inspirations
Vickie
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and the echo of the horse hooves give my senses delight
to feel the emotion of this...your words unfolden from your heart...
Peace & Inspirations
Vickie
Bobbi Duffy
PS: my son-in-law has a little song he sings about my daughter, he sings "She's my Irish Woman, the most beautiful woman in the world."