Irish Blood In Iceland Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

Longboats sailed, a stormy ride,
Irish women, snatched from their side.
Across the waves, a fearful trip,
Held captive in a Viking ship.

Iceland rose, a land of snow,
New settlers came, a steady flow.
A secret hides, within their blood,
A story whispered, understood.

Half the mothers, came from green,
From Ireland's fields, a sorrowful scene.
Though stolen hearts, and lives in pain,
Their strength endures, again, again.

A new nation, starts to bloom,
With Irish mothers, in every room.
Their DNA sings, a song so clear,
Of courage, hope, and holding dear.

T.M.Solvang