There is more to Irish heritage than Guiness and corned beef.
It's bigger than the biggest parade or a bar on St. Paddy's Day,
It's more than endless freckles and sun cancer prone skin,
It's more powerful than a cohort of step dancers
Yesterday, my ancestors were smiling,
As one of our own,
Small clan of Dineens
With distant roots in County Cork
Joined the Lynch Clan
To celebrate, dance, and acknowledge
The power of family.
I couldn't help but think of this song.....
As the sun came out
Warming our hearts
Reminding us that life goes on
When Irish eyes are smiling,
Sure, 'tis like the morn in Spring.
In the lilt of Irish laughter
You can hear the angels sing.
When Irish hearts are happy,
All the world seems bright and gay.
And when Irish eyes are smiling,
Sure, they steal your heart away.
For the springtime of life Is the sweetest of all
There is ne'er a real care or regret;
And while springtime is ours
Throughout all of youth's hours,
Let us smile each chance we get.