homecoming
My great great grandparents home…
Oh, Eire
Oh, Donegal
Oh, Portsalon
How my heart
Is filled with you
Now my heart
Is yours.
Green fields, rocky shores, roaring winds,
This.
Your spirit rages in my soul.
Tears stream today
Leaving today
Leaving home for the foreign land of my birthright.
Our hearts are one.
In God’s hands until we meet again.
…….
This is a photo of my great grandfather, on the right. As a boy he worked in Portsalon.
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