World - An Irish Memory Poem by Paul Warren

The cold wind blew from the North
With the rain drizzling for all its worth
It was the third day on tour in Dublin, Eire
Being proud of my Irish heritage so dear

We had seen most of the city sights
Looking for a Pub we could like
One looked inviting with an open fire blazing
We walked in and sat down - quite amazing

The flags of the Gaelic Football Clubs hung
And we sipped porter in a cheery time begun
About an hour later two girls walked in and sat down
To converse in Gaelic about the day without a frown

A snap-shot of Irish life so pleasant a time
I go back to now when I need a smile to find
A cosy cheery inviting fire on a rainy afternoon
That I wouldn't mind as a heavenly swoon.

© Paul Warren Poetry