Saturday, December 14, 2013

By Old Clara Today

In the gray fogs of rain the hills hidden away
It is cold in the fields by old Clara today
The deciduous trees without their leaves looking bare
In December in Duhallow sunshine is quite rare

The weather temperatures one below zero degrees
And the cold wind is soughing in the bushes and trees
Quite close to ten weeks from the calendar Spring
In bare Winter groves the wild birds never sing

In weather often wet and windy and cold enough to snow
The stream from the hill in brown flood waters flow
In the Claraghatlea fields from it's source in high Claramore
To the rivers that flow to the Atlantic shore

In Duhallow in December a cold time of year
The hills often snow clad and the sky seldom clear
The cattle in farm shed live on silage and hay
Their next feed of grass from them more than three months away

Quite close to Christmas and the new year and the old year getting old
In Duhallow in December the weather quite wet and cold
In the gray fogs of rain the hills hidden away
It is cold in the fields by old Clara today.

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