From Here Far North

From here far north thousands of sky miles away
The place where i first saw the bright lamp of day
I wonder there does the  dipper still sing in the rill
That flows in the fields in view of Clara Hill?

The dark brown water birds with breasts white as snow
 A water life the only life that they do know
They sing a distinctive scratchy sort of a song
You hear them sing once and you never again get them wrong

Where i grew to love Nature when i was a boy
And learning of her ways today i enjoy
And my wonder of her ways only seem to grow
Yet so little about her i can claim to know

Far north of this Country my life's journey began
And  there from a boy i grew into a man
But the past just a memory and the future ahead
And  the now is all that matters as has often been said.