Happy St. Patty's to my Irish ancestors!


 On my paternal side, both grandparents ancestors were Irish immigrants, who immigrated together. So on this day, I salute all my Irish ancestors who were bold enough to travel the seas from Ireland. The picture, I took years ago and was reminded of the lore of Ireland. Happy St, Patty's 2016 to my lineage which now only exists in spirit.


An Irish Funeral Prayer


Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Everything remains as it was.
The old life that we lived so fondly together
     is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no sorrow in your tone.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that
     we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
     that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort
Life means all that it ever meant.
     It is the same as it ever was.
There is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because
     I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval,
     somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting,
     when we meet again.

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