Tuesday, 29 November 2011

Old Irish prayer

Dear Lord,

Give me a few friends

who will love me for what I am,

and keep ever burning

before my vagrant steps

the kindly light of hope…

And though I come not within sight

of the castle of my dreams,

teach me to be thankful for life,

and for time’s olden memories

that are good and sweet.

And may the evening’s twilight

find me gentle still.

-Old Irish prayer

(Irish kitchen at Strokesdown Park http://www.strokestownpark.ie/ )