an emerald glowing
with its glory and green
sprung a bright and utter gleam
of the Irish race.
encoded in the parchment
of history,
lies a place so teeming
with the beauty and
the fair.
a breeze slipped down,
against the lands of emerald
the ethereal and strong thought of
an abundant land.
modern inventions have shaped
the isle and forever in its feet
finding what was lost in the midst
of the Irish mist.
Ireland, the emerald isle
so tranquil and so serene
may God bless thee