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03 Oct 11 - 07:19 PM (#3233360) Subject: Lyr Add: CLONGEEL GIRL (Cathal Flood) From: GUEST CLONGEEL GIRL By Cathal Flood One April morning as I roved out down by Blackwater's side, To a gathering at a town nearby, a promise I did abide. There stood a maiden dressed in white, with such beauty rarely seen, With short brown hair, blue eyes so fair, and her smile bestowed on me. We met again in Ireland's west, one evening in July, We talked and laughed at stories told, as the night went quickly by. Then I stared in her eyes as if time stood still; I could not bear to decline. She took me by the hands and slowly pressed her lips to mine. The summer sun was a guiding light towards the hills of green As we went bound to Killarney town, to view the summer's scene. We walked and gazed hand in hand, hearing music sweet. Now the days have past, but the thoughts will last of those places where we'd meet. September came; the leaves did fall, as did my broken heart. On one sorrowful day, she said to me that we would come to part. My shoulders bowed; my head hung low; my grief I could not hide. As I sleep and dream, the only way that she'll be by my side. I think of those summer days gone past, and that night on Galway's street, As words cannot describe the way she swept me off my feet. No sweeter lips, no pale blue eyes will I not compare to thee. In my heart will dwell my Clongeel girl, forever more to me. |