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May the winds of fortune smile on you
May your days be filled with love
May angels sing you to Paradise
When God calls you from above
May your sins be forgiven
As the gates open wide
Your soul forever free
As God calls you to his side

May the green grass of Ireland
And the shamrocks growing there
And the faces of your loved ones
Be with you everywhere
May you always remember her
Though now you must part
This wonderful spot…this Ireland
Always keep her in your heart


Copyright©2011 Beatrice Boyle
(All rights reserved)





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Grandma Bea


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