St Patricks Day Poems
A collection of St Patricks Day Poems for celebrating being Irish, being in Ireland for all the patriots around the world and for all of us pretending to be Irish on St Patricks Day
Bailey's Irish Cream Irish Coffee Recipe
I measure of Bailey's Irish Cream
2 tsp sugar (demerara if available)
Freshly made hot black coffee
2 to 4 tsp whipped cream
o Pour the Bailey's Irish Cream into a warmed 7-ounce Irish Coffee glass and add the sugar.
o Fill with the hot fresh coffee to within half an inch of the top of the glass.
o Stir until the sugar is dissolved.
o Spoon the whipped cream on top of the hot coffee and serve immediately.
What a way to start the day!!
Of course the men would have a Guiness!!
The Irish - Be they kings, or poets, or farmers, They're a people of great worth, They keep company with the angels, And bring a bit of heaven here to earth. You'll never plow a field by turning it over in your mind.
St Patricks Day Poems
A dash of red, a dash of green,
a dash of the ole gaelic scene.
Shamrocks, beer, and Irish cheer,
St. Paddy's day is once a year.
Bagpipes blaring and kilts a-wearing
It's the greatest time of year.
Shamrocks guided the faith of Patrick
without the gene of Irish-kin.
When ol' Paddy's been adopted
the clovers gained a lucky fourth.
Gary R. Hess
Oh Danny boy, the pipes the pipes are calling,
From glen to glen and on the mountainside.
The summer's gone and all the leaves are falling,
'Tis you must go, 'tis you must go and I must bide !
But come you back, when summer's in the meadow,
Or when the valley's hush and white with snow !
Then I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow,
Oh Danny Boy, Oh Danny Boy, I love you so !
And if you come, when all the flowers are dying
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.
And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me
And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me
I simply sleep in peace until you come to me.
Oh Danny Boy, Oh Danny Boy, I love you so!
The Wearin' O' the Green
Today is the day fer the wearin' o' the green.
Today is the day when the little people are seen.
Today is St. Patrick's Day, so if ye'r Irish me lad,
Join the celebratin' fer the grandest time ta' be had.
Ya' put yer hand up in the air, the other hand on your hip.
Ya' tap yer toe, ya' tap yer heel, ya' bounce yer knee a wee bit.
Ya' prance 'n dance around the room, n' circle one two three.
The saints be praised, I must admit, ya' all look Irish ta' me.
May love and laughter light your days,
and warm your heart and home.
May good and faithful friends be yours,
wherever you may roam.
May peace and plenty bless your world
with joy that long endures.
May all life's passing seasons
bring the best to you and yours!