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Longing I would love to go
where my ancestors once roamed,
in my heart and soul
I know this is my home.
Along the green hills
of Ireland,
and hearing the bagpipes
of Scotland,
I know this is
where I belong.
My heart aches
and my soul cries out
everytime I hear
the bagpipes
soothing sound.
In my heart,
my soul and
in my mind too,
I know this is
where I belong.
I hope and I pray,
before I shall
never wake again,
to visit
Scotland and Ireland.
This is my heritage.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Feb.28/2003
For you it's Ireland for me Germany -lands of our ancestors
This is a cool poem. Being half irish myself I went there on vacasion last summer and its a beutiful country, I highly recomend you go. I had a blast there it is so rich in culture and the many sights to see are spectacular.