Wednesday, July 30, 2014
As we gather in the Chapel, in olde Kilmainham jail
I think about the last few weeks, oh will they say, we failed
From our school days, they have told us, we must yearn for Liberty
Yet all I want in this dark place, is to have you here with me.
Oh Grace, just hold me in your arms and let this moment linger
They'll take me out at dawn, and I will die
With all my Love, I place this wedding ring upon your finger
There won't be time to share our love, so we must say goodbye.
Now I know it's hard for you, my love, to ever understand
The Love I bear for these brave men - my Love for this dear land
But when Padraic called me to his side, down in the G.P.O.
I had to leave my own sick bed - to him I had to go.
Now the dawn is breaking, my heart is breaking, too
On this May morn', as I walk out, my thoughts will be of you
And I'll write some words, upon the walls, so everyone will know
I Loved so much that I could see - His blood upon the rose.
Oh Grace, just hold me in your arms. . .
Sean O'Meara & Frank O'Meara
30 July, 2014
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