Cinnia was returning to her hotel after dinner and passed by a pub, the sounds of the fiddle reached the street and she stopped to listen. The door opened as some folks left, and the patrons laughter and voices spilled out into the street. Not really ready to retire for the evening, Cinnia entered the pub and grabbed a stool at the bar.
You can’t help but smile when you listen to some of the old songs. They make me laugh, they make me want to get up and dance, and they make me want to sing along. There’s energy and joy in the music. I ordered up a pint and my feet began a-tapping. I’m not well versed in many of the songs but sang along when I knew the words. It wasn’t long before I recognized one of my favorites, Galway Girl, and was on my feet dancing. I lost track of the time and was surprised when I heard last call. Another of my favorites began to play as I lifted my glass one last time and exited with a smile on my face and a spring in my step.
So fill me to the parting glass, good night and joy be with you all.
~ The Parting Glass