From the high country by Gneeves by ditch and by hedgerow
Through the home of the badger, the rook and gray crow
For centuries and centuries it has journeyed it's way down
To the great Blackwater River through the fields near Millstreet Town
Long before places of Millstreet and Duhallow received their given name
From the high country by Gneeves that man has failed to tame
The ancient Finnow River with a babble in it's flow
Has journeyed on for centuries for how long none does know?
Of the River known as Finnow stories are written and songs are sung
It was an ancient waterway when Fionn was very young
And though his legend still lives that was centuries ago
But it can be said of Finnow time has not become it's foe
It has flowed for centuries and centuries through the Seasons of time
To the ancient Finnow River i dedicate this rhyme
From the high country by Gneeves the ancient waterway
Through the rushy fields of Millstreet it babbles night and day.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
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