A Place That I Loved

A place that i loved but where i did not stay
And from it i live many sky miles away
Claraghatlea in view of Clara by the Town of Millstreet
In the green countryside where the rivers do meet

Where i grew to love Nature when i was a boy
And learning of her ways to me a source of joy
Yet on discussions of Nature my ignorance of her ways does show
As so little about her i can claim to know

When the cold winds of January in Duhallow do blow
Old Clara is often in his hat of snow
And the streams and the rills and the rivers on most days bank high does flow
In the often wet fields where the rushes in clusters do grow

In Claraghatlea today i might be a stranger to many in my first home-place
Where mine years ago to all was a known face
Some i knew there amongst the deceased do lay
Whilst others like me in Claraghatlea did not stay

Today in Victoria the weather is sunny and warm twenty five degrees
A beautiful day with only a slight breeze
Far from the Finnow in flood waters of brown
Bank high in the wet fields west of Millstreet Town.