In the heart of the emerald isle,
Where ancient tales and laughter blend,
A family stands, their spirits wild,
Through time and tide, together they mend.

From rolling hills to coastal winds,
Their stories weave a tapestry,
Of love and loss, through thick and thin,
Bound by roots of ancestry.

Around the hearth, their voices rise,
In song and cheer, in whispered prayer,
With every sunset, every sunrise,
Their bond grows stronger, beyond compare.

Through fields of green and skies so clear,
They journey on, hand in hand,
An Irish family, ever dear,
In unity, they proudly stand.