Update On Joanne

May the road rise up to meet you
On each and every morn
May the rains fall soft upon your fields
Of waving yellow corn

May the wind be always at your back
And the sun's warmth on your face
And until we meet again my friends
God keep you in his grace

May the grains of sand upon the shore
Number all your days
May the love of God in darkest times
Enlighten all your ways

May the pipes forever be your soul
And the bodhran beat your heart
And the jigs and reels your ups and downs
In life's ceili in which you are part

May the rest of life be the best of life
And no one do you wrong
May children's laughter be your music
Their growing be your song
May God be with you my friend
And this blessing stay with you my friend

Hugs and Kisses
Cara

bodhran - bor·on - An Irish frame drum. Derived from the Irish Gaelic verb "to deafen."
ceili - KAY-lee - A term for a social gathering or party; it's now come to mean more specifically a dance with live music