Powerscourt we now can see
the Gardens full to view
‘tis here I wish my soul to be
lost in the morning dew.
Lost in the morning dew;
this is my only plea,
to speak my love for only thee,
from my heart these words be.
Walk the garden path with me,
below the Grand Estate,
feel the breeze on us so free,
soft as our love is great.
And this shall be my fate:
to stroll the path with thee;
keep our love for eternity…
this be our destiny.
*Powerscourt Gardens and Estate, just south of Dublin, was one of the notable remembrances of my trip to Ireland; its beauty enthralling.
Visit pics of Powerscourt (and more) at "Images of Ireland" below...
and flow will go check out the pics
sounds beautiful>>>>>>>>
I hope to go someday as well - my ancestors came from County Caven ... this is a beautiful, very well-penned poem - enjoyed!!
Best wishes,
Robert
Thanks for the memory.
Pat.
Just watched a program on PBS about Dublin, too, and it looked lovely.
ole eire tis gorgeous indeed;-) etw
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
i would love to go there myself! :)