WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING
- When Irish Eyes Are Smiling, sure 'tis like a morn in spring.
- In the lilt of Irish laughter, you can hear the angels sing.
- When Irish hearts are happy, all the world seems bright and gay,
- And When Irish Eyes Are Smiling, sure, they steal your heart away.
- There's a tear in your eye and I'm wondering why,
- For it never should be there at all.
- With such power in your smile, sure a stone you'd beguile,
- So there's never a teardrop should fall,
- When your sweet lilting laughter's like some fairy song
- And your eyes twinkle bright as can be.
- You should laugh all the while and all other times smile,
- And now smile a smile for me.
- For your smile is a part of the love in your heart,
- And it makes even sunshine more bright.
- Like the linnet's sweet song, crooning all the day long.
- Comes your laughter so tender and light.
- For the springtime of life is the sweetest of all,
- There is ne'er a real care or regret.
- And while springtime is ours, throughout all of youth's hours,
- Let us smile each chance we get.
- Friends~You have no idea of just how thrilled I am to be heading to the 'Old Country', as my parents used to say. I grew up on legends and stories passed down from my grandparents and now to be headed to the land of their birth, it is beyond exciting. I'm not sure I'll see any "little people-aka leprechauns or plates dancing on the wall from the leprechauns, but I'm hoping to meet some distant cousins or maybe see a head stone at the cemeteries. I believe my grandparents homes are long gone and most of the town names have changed. I'm hoping to be inspired by the people and of course visit a few quilt shops as well. I'm also hoping that once we are there, maybe we'll take another trip again sometime regardless of the cost. If not, this is fulfilling a life long dream-one I wasn't sure would ever come true. I'll do my best to share some photos along the way and come by and visit you.
- Blessings to each of you, until we meet again.