Beautiful site..Thank you for sharing it!
Oh If
The glorious grassy hills of Erin
stretch down to the rolling sea
Over rocky hills and wooded glens
past ancient woods and peat laced fens
A sight for a Irishman to see
oh if I could but go back again
To taste the sweet scented air
to walk under ancient oaks again
To touch the land of my soul
it would indeed make me whole
Erasing ancient aching pains
there upon that land so fair