“There's a story that needs to be told : and as its mine I am the only one who can tell it right”

“As the seasons age us I close my eyes and wish for snowAlas the Irish seasons been foretoldFor Spring will dawn and I will goInto another season Jack Frost cold.And when its here, I wish for nightAs childhood memories flash right byTo see the birds in humble flightI wish for Summer with a sighAnd on I go to months so sweetDawns sweet chorus and sunbeams brightI yearn for Autumn leaves under feetYet now I dream of Winters nightAs Auld Lang Syne rings in New YearAlas! I’m one year older as Spring draws near.”

“When you arise and you can only see the rains Remind yourself that within you lies eternal sunshine”

“Whispers of a forgotten shoreWhen I die, throw my ashes to the wind…Let it carry me along as my heart will lead my soul,to the places that took my breath away.Let it blow me about to return to those places..That I swore were so magical I would return,But have not,Let those forgotten shores, forgotten places,Be reunited with my eyes,The splendour and the overwhelming feeling of sheer happiness,Etch into my soul as I pass through one heaven into the nextWhere I shall live for eternityKnowing I made a promise and kept it,I forgot nothing,I left nothing behind,My loved ones will greet me or follow me,My broken promises were fixed,And the screams in my ears of a conscience I couldn’t escape,Faded to whispers,Till one day I shall return to Earth in a new vessel,Reborn to live and suffer and wish this wish of mine all over again,Knowing the fulfillment of being forever free….”

“‎'You know your in Love when you sing a song without air or grace, but the one you adore hears its Sweet Melody ”

“Put your arms around my waist,Hold me close for a kiss and savour the taste,I love you now I love you true,Can I drown please in your eyes so blue?Let’s hang our hearts on a crescent moon,And skinny-dip in starlit lakes to loves sweet tune,Let’s dance on boithrins grassy line,And waltz 'Neath the canopied leaves of nature fine.Lets sit afore fires on a winters nightLet me read you poetry aloud by candlelight,Let’s lay under the skylight and tell constellations apart,And I’ll remind you of the place you have in my heart.”

“If someone tells you,that you are their world:Take it as an insult...This means that you are round and fat,Full of wind and air,and you always let people walk all over you”