The Shores of Ireland by betty e ders

the shores of Ireland

I've seen the mist at morning
Linger lightly o'er the hills
I've smelled the new-mown sweetness
Of this verdant furrowed dale
How the memory of love
Like a distant mirror bends
But I shall not forget I saw
The shores of Ireland

We've watched the children grow
Traced footprints in the sand
We've sad, laid souls to sod
Seen life begin again
When it comes the final hour
My quickening at hand
I know that I shall not forget
The shores of Ireland

When you feel the Northern wind
When you've seen the dogwood fall
When the drummer's song is stilled
And the pipes are soon to call
When our souls have taken wing
Circling o'er the dimming strands
I swear that I shall not forget
The shores of Ireland

No, I shall not forget I saw
The shores of Ireland

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