Kathleen

I'll take you home again Kathleen,
Across the ocean wild and wide,
To where your heart has ever been,
Since first you were my bonny bride.
The roses all have left your cheek,
I've watched them fade away and die,
Your voice is sad whene'er you speak,
And tears bedim your loving eyes.
Oh, I will take you back Kathleen
To where your heart will feel no pain,
And when the fields are fresh and green,
I will take you home again Kathleen.

This evocative image was sent to me by Bobbi Anderson, a follower of this page. Both of the beautiful ladies in it are Bobbi's own Grandmother.

Publié par Ireland's Cottage