to hold our hopes and dreams,
to fill the world with magic,
'til it's bursting at the seams,
to hold the world's beauty,
for all our sons and daughters,
to safeguard every hill,
the land, the air, the waters.
Thank God that hearts so true
have risen to the test,
and kept this magic place,
to give the spirit rest.
And though I do not live there,
a dream that will never be,
thank God there is an Ireland,
and Ireland lives in me.
1 March 2017
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