Only For Michael Cashman

Only for the Millstreet Web Site and more so Michael Cashman it would be true to say
I would be a stranger in Millstreet today
A long absent migrant forgotten in time
Remembered only by a few as one who used to pen rhyme

The stuff i pen simple and easy to write
Some of which Michael does publish on the Millstreet Web Site
Helps for to keep memories of me in Millstreet living on
Though from there for many Seasons i have been physically gone

Years ago i left Claraghatlea for adventure elsewhere
For to travel a bit in the big World out there
Far south of Duhallow life's challenges i do meet
As a migrant of the Boggeraghs born and raised in Millstreet

In fancy i often visit the old home fields in Spring
When in the leafy groves the birds whistle and sing
And meet my good friends of the past again
As they were in my memory they do remain

But youth is not forever and young we did not stay
And the Seasons go quickly and time ticks away
And only for Michael Cashman in truth i can say
I would be forgotten in Millstreet today.