I left Belfast in 1976 newly married and not a lot of money. We came to Toronto and have been here ever since. We have three fine sons and are very happy. We come home to Belfast every few years to see our families. A humble offering :

THE GIANT'S RING by David H.Harkness

Outside Belfast gaunt and gray
A Giant's Ring not far away
Resides amongst the trees.
Do great Chieftains lay beneath
The dolman stones upon the heath
Where calves and heifers play?
Surely this a noble place
Is where Cuchulainn is encased
Beneath the standing stones.
The grass grows high around the stones
It's nourished by the warriors bones
That lie beneath the sod.
What other mysteries do they hold
Or truths that long have gone untold
Perhaps we'll never know.
It's here amongst the weathered stones
Surrounded by the warriors' bones
I dream of Ulster's past.