Painting: Watercolor on Paper.
It s easy to be pleasant
When life flows by like a song.
But the man worthwhile is the one who can smile
When everything goes dead wrong.
For the test of the heart is trouble,
And it always comes with years.
And the smile that is worth the praises of earth
Is the smile that shines through the tears.
If ever I m a money d man, I mean, please God, to cast
My golden anchor in the place Where youthful years were pass d
Though heads that bow are black and brown must meanwhile gather grey
New faces rise by every hearth, and old ones drop away-
Yet dearer still that Irish hill than all the world beside
It s home, sweet home, where er I roam, through lands and waters wide.
And if the Lord allows me, I surely will return
To my native Ballyshannon, And the winding banks of Erne.
William Allingham, Irish poet 1824-1889
Keywords: Ballyshannon, Ireland, Country, Countryside, Emerald, Watecolor