It's that time of year again

Hope you all from the Emerald Isle have a wunderful festive season...........

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Wishing you all a happy Christmas and a peaceful New Year.
 
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I shall not go to heaven when I die.
But if they let me be
I think I'll take a road I used to know
That goes by Slieve-na-garagh and the sea.
And all day breasting me the wind will blow,
And I'll hear nothing but the peewit's cry
And the sea talking in the caves below.
I think it will be winter when I die
(For no one from the North could die in spring)
And all the heather will be dead and grey,
And the bog-cotton will have blown away,
And there will be no yellow on the wind.
But I shall smell the peat,
And when it's almost dark I'll set my feet
Where a white track goes glimmering to the hills,
And see, far up, a light
--Would you think Heaven could be so small a thing
As a lit window on the hills at night?--
And come in stumbling from the gloom,
Half-blind, into a firelit room.
Turn, and see you,
And there abide.
If it were true,
And if I thought that they would let me be,
I almost wish it were tonight I died."


Helen Waddell[/FONT]
That is lovely Myke.
 
seasons greetings to ye all, good health & ride safe, and hopefully we we meet over a glass of porter or uisce beatha :beerjug:
 


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