Ireland Is My Home Poem by Wayne Johnson

Ireland Is My Home

Ireland Ireland Ireland,
As i child i heard stories of your green green fields,
I was born in Gaya in Niger over in Africa,
My mother and father told me tellsnof the fairies.

Ireland ireland ireland,
I sailed to Jamaica with my step father,
I took his name and became a Johnson,
The sun has burnt my skin al my life.

Ireland Ireland Ireland,
I made my way to your shores,
I found a woman I adore,
After awhile she became my wife.

Ireland ireland Ireland,
Years have gone by and here a life we made,
3 children we had, all grown now.
Now the country changes and we're scared.

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