This Greystones paradise

This Greystones paradise

I will sit here now to rest a while;

Wrap this Greystones blanket round me,

Of soothing views and a comfort smile,

For the heart; some time to soar free

Make drunk each fibre of my being,

With all that is your Wicklow way,

Sometimes surreal in what I’m seeing,

A refreshing feel from surf and spray

I’ll take the walk along this beach,

‘Wet lip’ the salt that satisfies me,

And pick a pebble within my reach,

Go throw a wish, ‘whatever may be’

I want the dream to call here home,

For in no other place I long to stay,

Such peace and quiet, I’d never roam

From paradise where I am today

Now sitting here at sea view setting

This blanket real that comforts me,

While time passes, though not forgetting,

Now home is Greystones by the sea.


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