The flower died and bloomed again in the steady Northern Ireland rain .
A long road found an end and people everywhere called out in Gods name .
New lights beam in little streets and there are gate latches without a chain .
Strangers are welcome , hear the new footsteps ,
Doors are left open again .
We understand it’s time to get on , its time to get over the pain ,
Gerry Adams and Sinn Fein looked to the future with Reverend Ian .
All is never lost in love and war just the memories that remain .
May those memories remind us never to hurt each other again .


United by love , we must decide for ourselves what has to be done .
No longer divided as the people of Northern Ireland are one .
No longer now do we need to ask the whereabouts of where you’re from .
There’s no need to fight because what we believe in has already come .
Peace is flowing like a river that lies glistening under the sun .
The way ahead is easy and tomorrow has already begun .
Our children will sing and play again and in the streets they will have fun .
What unites us is not the fear but the hope of what is yet to come .

By Paul Mc Cann