Emerald Currents

My address is in America
not waterside by the Shannon
My house a bungalow
not warmed by peat

I do have dreams
of the Emerald Isle,
that leave me longing
for hills I've never walked

I do not have
an Irish accent
nor is the auld sod
beneath my feet

But what I have is
Eire in my heart
and in my veins
For now, it is enough