Though I hail from the place of the silver back crow
Of birds and their ways little I can claim to know
Though learning of Nature I still do enjoy
I have always loved her since I was a boy
And living in Claraghatlea by Millstreet Town
Where I often heard dipper with cloak of dark brown
And breast as white as the new fallen snow
Sing in the stream that to the river does flow
When the old fields are wearing their wildflowers of the Spring
Still there's more to the bird than the song it does sing
Her mysteries are many so 'twould seem to be
Yet so many know more about Nature than me
But we never stop learning as some like to say
And of her we do learn something new every day.
Friday, July 23, 2010
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