Irish Steppin' Poem by Susan Lacovara
Irish Steppin'
The threads if me o'celtic sweater worn thin
Yet blessed warm the memories me heart holds within
The tea kettle whistle to widen me eyes
Set jig to my feet and leap forth surprise
A glint in me knowin' whereabout ever might wander
Me roads all lead home to a shout out of 'Slainte'
Announced by the bodhran with true lilt of laughter
The devil may chase me, Irish steppin' I'm faster
Missing me top' o the morn cup of tea with my mother....Oh how the Irish love their mother's! *Slainte-(pronounced schlan-cha) equivalence of 'Cheers' and the bodhran a tradition Irish drum.
Delightful~! Brought a elfish grin to my face and my heart... Éirinn go Brách! :)
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Did you know..... The stitch, which is found in most Aran sweaters, was originally used to represent a fisherman’s ropes, and wearing one would better qualify you to have a fruitful day out at sea. In days of old the sweater played a part in identifying many a fisherman when lost at sea after he was washed ashore, the stitching on the sweater was so particular to that family. Advice o' the day. Keep 3 dance steps ahead o' the deil my dear.