Tuesday, January 31, 2012

An Irish Blessing


We wish to the new child
 A heart that can be beguiled
By a flower
That the wind lifts
As it passes.
If the storms break for him
May the trees shake for him
Their blossoms down.

In the night that he is troubled
May a friend wake for him
So that his time may be doubled,
And at the end of all loving and love,
May the Man above Give him a crown.

1 comment:

S. Etole said...

What a perfect blessing!