Tom Dylan

On St Patrick\'s Day

I will sip a drop of the pure,

And raise a glass of porter,

Slainte Mhath.

Some of my friends are going along

To parties in bright green hats

And silly glasses.

 

I stay home and listen to the songs

My grandfather taught me,

The Rocky Road to Dublin,

The Auld Triangle,

A family funeral comes to mind.

 

My grandfather who I’m named for,

Taught me so much about Ireland,

About that little bit of Heaven,

And about life too.

 

He taught me to count in Gaelic,

And these wonderful phrases and sayings,

And how to say goodbye.

As the song comes to an end,

I wipe the tears from my eyes.