My Land Poem by Gemma Heaney

As I gaze far and wide over this lush green blanket of land
Where once my very own kin did stand
Legends & fairytales they did tell
Captured my imagination just like a spell
I remember as if written on the wind
Our land of mystical & magical things
Like silk woven on our dreams of tomorrow
We live each day with these stories we borrow

Around every ocean so blue
Mountains forests & rivers run through
This special land has held warriors, kings & queens
Druids, Witches, Scholars, and poetic dreams
So many a story of Irelands history
To the young and old there still lays a mystery

From stories of the great giant Finn mac cool
Cuculainn and the red branch knights
Stories of such a wonderous delights
We sit and listen with an eager ear
The legend of the children of lir

Thank you Ireland for being my home
No where else shall I ever care to roam
But this beautiful land
where in ancient times my kin did stand