Tuesday, September 17, 2013

We Always Were Happy

We always were happy though financially poor
And Spring always brought with it birdsong to the groves of Annagloor
But since then time it has become my foe
For this is going back many Seasons ago
Though a pink breasted feathered minstrel of the Spring of the year
The song of the chaffinch i fancy i hear
My first lessons in Nature were in fields far away
And i did love her then as i love her today
Their loud cawings carrying in the freshening breeze
The rooks building their nests on the tall trees
The past may be gone but the memories remain
And in fancy i often visit the old fields again
In Annagloor when the wren does sing in the hedgerow
In the home of the rook and jackdaw and gray crow.

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