Quote of The Day

Lift the Wings
How can the small flowers grow
If the wild winds blow
And the cold snow is all around
Where will the frail birds fly
If their homes on high
Have been torn down to the ground
Lift the wings
That carry me away from here and
Fill the sail
That breaks the line to home
But when I'm miles and miles apart from you
I'm beside you when I think of you -
a Stóirín, a Grá
- From River Dance