When Irish eyes are smiling,
tis like a morn in Spring
With the lilt of Irish laughter,
you can hear the angels sing.
When Irish hearts are happy,
all the world seems bright and gay
But when Irish eyes are smiling,
sure they steal your heart away.
RIP DAD
:)
RANDOM MUSINGS FROM THE TOP OF THE HILL
12/21/2009
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