May the road rise to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face. And rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again. May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
May the road rise to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face. And rains fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again. May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
The Tony Burgess Blog 
This reminded me of the song Forever Young by Bob Dylan.
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Tony, my maternal grandmother was from Cork. My mother was very proud of her Irish heritage (as am I) and would often give this beautiful blessing. Thanks for sharing it.
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Wonderful post…
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