St. Patrick's Day is celebrated on March 17, his religious feast day and the anniversary of his death in the fifth century. The Irish have observed this day as a religious holiday for over a thousand years.
On St. Patrick's Day, which falls during the Christian season of Lent, Irish families would traditionally attend church in the morning and celebrate in the afternoon. Lenten prohibitions against the consumption of meat were waived and people would dance, drink, and feast—on the traditional meal of Irish bacon and cabbage. My family celebrated religiously...so to speak.
The Clan
My name is a memory
Seans, Bridgets
Maggies and Paddys
who came before me
to this new land.
My name is a song
A sea chantey
sung on Galway Bay
Danny Boy harmonized
ina Dublin Pub.
My name is a quilt
a kaleidoscope of green
kelly green shamrocks
emerald eyes of a lass,
nile green of the river Shannon.
A Ballyhauness Craig am I
great grand-daughter of
Irish Catholic Delia,
Irish Protestant Tommy
who came here to marry
when their love was forbidden.
Endowing their heirs with
sounds of joyous laughter
songs of ujnconditional love.
They wrote the verse
so we may sing the chorus.
Gloria Rovder Healy
Danny Boy
Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying'
Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide
.But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow'
Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.
And if you come, when all the flowers are dying
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.
And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me
And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me
I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.
"Top of the Morning to You
1 comment:
Thanks for this lovely touch of green.
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