I tell anyone who asks me where i am from that i am from Millstreet
From old Claraghatlea where the rivers do meet
Far north of this Land even as the bird does fly
Perhaps fourteen thousand miles or more by sky
To the home of the badger and silver back crow
Where River Finnow to the Blackwater flow
Where i grew to love Nature when i was a boy
And learning of her ways today i enjoy
I left old Duhallow twenty six years ago
And far south of Millstreet time is becoming my foe
I wake every day to the magpie's flute like song
And the calls of the pee wee and the pied currawong
And only the memories with me does remain
Of an old countryside i may not see again.
Friday, April 26, 2013
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