The Little Mermaid
While walking the lonely shore one day.
by John Murphy
Something caught my wandering eye.
Among the flotsam and jetsam it lay.
A small pebble more bright than an Azure Blue sky.
I wondered from where the jewel had come.
My thoughts all that night were in vain.
Then I remembered of old a story was told.
Of a little Mermaid Queen of the Bay.
She had worn on her finger a stone of bright blue.
Which shone in the Moon-lit Bay.
Guiding ships safely through dangers anew.
And sailors from perilous Seas.
I heard the sobs and heart-rending sighs.
From a rock off the beach where she lay.
I can never forget the sound of her cries.
Or the tears in her eyes that day.
If I had a wish that would ever come true.
I'd wipe all her tears away.
And give her the beautiful Sapphire of Blue.
From the shore of Old Galway Bay.