POEM WITH IRISH FEELING

Ireland's Poems from Galicia I am not alone Ireland, is always with your pleasant people with your green lands; green lands I saw in the long train with all of us good friends and mates. The sun was not shinning but the grey of the sky were beautifull the Shannon river was quite all the University were happy. Ireland, my dear island, Limerick could be a pretty day, Galway a special river crossing the city Dublin, an unffergotabled memory an infinished story, Cork, the beauty of a garden or a person praying in a big church. Ireland I must think about you. because with your sight I believe more a more on people. Miguel.