A long time ago,
My grandfather left Ireland.
He traveled to London,
And then, to America.
It was time to leave his home
For a better home somewhere else.
Joining crowds of immigrants
In a melting pot abroad.
I should thank my grandfather
For deciding to leave Ireland.
If he had not made that choice,
I would be an Irish farmer today,
Except my parents would never have met.
Now, I retrace his route
On board the Norwegian Breakaway.
We sailed from London for New York.
Seven days at sea to the New World.
I don’t think he was in a mini-suite.
He may not have had 24-hour room service.
However, other than that,
We’re historically accurate.
Welcome to America, Grandpa.