The First At Slane by markf
(Tune: Slane)

markf's Comments:  . . . I sure would appreciate the chance to share (this song) with somebody besides my wife, whom I wrote it for. It's "The Fire At Slane," and set to the tune of "Slane.":

'Cyclin' through Ireland, my sweetheart and I
Thirty miles north of Dublin, when opened the sky
We laughed all through the downpour, we sipped falling rain
That night we dried our clothing out by the fire at Slane

Your skin was a mirror of orange and gold
Reflecting the patterns of flames dancing bold
Warmth arose between us, true love grew within
Two hearts joined together by the fire at Slane

The sun surely winked as he woke us next day
Lighting our path with his sweet yellow rays
Past castle, past stonewall, downhill and 'cross plain
We glided on the memory of the fire at Slane.

An ocean's between us and those springtime roads
Together my true love and I have grown old
But the warmth lingers us with us, love eases our pain
In our hearts glow the embers of the fire at Slane.

© Mark Flanagan