In Mullingar, where the green fields meet the sky,
There's a lad with blue eyes, like the Irish tide.
With a Guinness in hand, and a guitar's sweet sound,
We walk the old rail trail, where love is found.
Niall, with your songs, you light up my way,
In the heart of Ireland, where our hearts stay.
From the greens of golf to the pubs so grand,
With you, my love, I take your hand.
Through the trails of Mullingar, we wander free,
Your melodies, they guide me, like the Irish sea.
Your voice is my anchor, in every tune you play,
In your arms, I find home, every single day.
Niall, with your songs, you light up my way,
In the heart of Ireland, where our hearts stay.
From the greens of golf to the pubs so grand,
With you, my love, I take your hand.
"Dear Patience" in your eyes, I see our dreams,
"Arms of a Stranger" hold me, or so it seems.
"Since We're Alone," let's dance in the moonlight,
With you, everything feels just right.
Niall, with your songs, you light up my way,
In the heart of Ireland, where our hearts stay.
From the greens of golf to the pubs so grand,
With you, my love, I take your hand.
So here's to Mullingar, and Ireland's embrace,
To Guinness, guitars, and your loving face.
With Niall by my side, love's a beautiful song,
In your melodies, I know where I belong.
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Pints and Poetry: Niall's Irish Tales
PoetryNot really a story more like poems! Most of the poems are love poems written from me to Niall, some poems are Niall's POV of him wanting to stand up for himself when Simon was treating him poorly, and the last 4 are the girls POV responding to a few...
