In the heart of emerald fields so green,
Where tales of old and new convene,
An Irish family gathers near,
With bonds of love and voices clear.
Around the hearth, the stories flow,
Of ancestors from long ago,
Their laughter echoes through the night,
In every smile, their spirit’s light.
The music plays, a fiddle’s song,
Where young and old both sing along,
A dance beneath the starlit skies,
With joy reflected in their eyes.
Through trials faced and joys embraced,
A legacy of love is traced,
An Irish family’s timeless grace,
In every heart, their endless place.