Down by The Salley Gardens - Oconnell Maura
She passed the salley gardens with her little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree;
But I, being young and foolish, with her would not agree.
In a field by the river my love and I did stand,
And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand.
She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;
But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.
Posting this is not just meaningless
But it does add a lil' sense into the whole post
What i feel now, is rather beyond description
So...some songs and sentimental moments is all I need right at the moment
I guess, I think, I hope