An Irish past is home

So easily did we meld
Our families
Whole at last
Finding the past
We did not know
Was missing

He cried for the joy
Our patriarch
Tom
He cried for the loss
Of hundred years
He cried for time
That blows from his home
Ireland

Pregnant with hope
Two mothers
Met
As modern day immigrants
Finding our truth
In the haze of our Pasts

He cried for the joy
Our patriarch
Tom
He cried for his life
As it turns into fall
He cried for the beauty
That he creates in us all

I drifted away
as I listened to his songs
Of sadness and warriors
And life over all
I cried for the joy
Of meeting this soul
A heritage found
In an old Irish man

So easily did we meld
Our families
Whole at last
Finding the past
We did not know
Was missing