Across the hills where green runs deep,
Where ancient winds through valleys sweep,
A story wakes in morning light—
Of laughter shared and hearts held bright.
The mist lifts slow from fields of clover,
Soft dawn unfolding Ireland over,
And in the hush of waking day
Old songs begin again to play.
In towns alive with marching feet,
Where friends and strangers gladly meet,
The music rises, bold and free—
A rhythm shared by you and me.
The fiddle sings, the drum replies,
Joy dancing under open skies,
And in the swirl of step and cheer
The soul of Ireland gathers near.
No crown required, no grand display,
Just open hearts along the way,
A toast to life, a laugh well shared—
A simple moment showing we cared.
The shamrock blooms in quiet grace,
Three leaves held in gentle embrace,
A symbol born of earth and sun—
Of balanced lives lived as one.
Along the rivers winding wide,
Where rolling hills and waters glide,
Friendships grow like roots below—
Steady in ways we rarely know.
The day may pass, the banners fall,
But joy has left its mark on all,
A memory bright as emerald light
Carried softly into night.
And though the years will drift along,
The laughter lives inside the song,
A reminder clear and true—
That life is richer shared with you.
So raise a cheer to paths we choose,
To hopeful steps and brighter views,
To living fully, bold and new—
Striving for tomorrow’s better YOU!
by TomorrowU.org
Happy Saint Patrick’s Day!
