In the emerald glow of Ireland’s embrace,
Two souls entwined, a timeless grace.
Beneath the ancient oaks they stand,
Hand in hand, heart to heart, a love so grand.

The misty hills echo their tender vow,
A promise held in the here and now.
With every breeze, their spirits soar,
Bound by dreams of forevermore.

In fields of clover, lush and green,
Their laughter dances, a joyful scene.
The lilt of their voices, a melody sweet,
In every glance, their hearts meet.

As the sun dips low, a golden hue,
Their love, a story ever true.
In the land where legends rise and roam,
Together they’ve found their cherished home.