My Galway - Poem by LIAM BREHONY
My home is a place here in Ireland,
renowned for aran sweaters and lace.
Also known for it`s beauty and compassion,
entwined with good manners and grace.
And if you travel to this dear island,
not knowing what might lay in store.
Why not take a trip down to Galway,
it`s a place full of hearts galore.
We have a love of our tradional music,
sure you`ll hear many songs on the street.
Smiling faces is a must, in Galway pubs,
as the music brings an additional treat.
Sure our colleens they are of much beauty,
always open to have a banter with you.
And thier sincerity is all around them,
as they explain what you must see and must do.
If you are feeling a little bit peckish,
fish may be the menu that sounds just right.
We`ve got many mouth watering dishes,
but our salmon`s a worldwide delight.
When the time comes for you to leave Galway,
and your stay finally comes to an end.
I`m sure your heart will be painfully missing,
the good times you shared with new friends.
Comments about My Galway by LIAM BREHONY
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
- Still I RiseMaya Angelou
- The Road Not TakenRobert Frost
- If You Forget MePablo Neruda
- DreamsLangston Hughes
- Annabel LeeEdgar Allan Poe
- IfRudyard Kipling
- Stopping By Woods On A Snowy EveningRobert Frost
- Do Not Stand At My Grave And WeepMary Elizabeth Frye
- TelevisionRoald Dahl
- I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love YouPablo Neruda