Nostalgia for his first homeplace in him remain
Mick Kelleher will visit Millstreet again
The love of Claraghatlea in him has not died
He still refers to it as his countryside
Though the breath of life from many of his old friends has gone
The love of his first homeplace in him lives on
He thinks of the old fields he loves every day
His memories of what was will not fade away
He still talks of his friends back in Millstreet Town
And the old streets he often walked up and down
Next summer he may again climb Clara Hill
And hear the low babble of the Glasheen Rill
As on towards the Finnow it ripples it's way
Through fields decked with wildflowers on a summer's day.
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