The Silver Tongued Rill

The silver tongued rill inland from the foothills does flow
In the fields of the rook and the silver backed crow
Ever babbling onward by night and by day
To the river that flows to the sea far away
From it's source a spring well in the high bracken clad ground
Swollen by water from the drains in the fields all around
It flows to the river in a tongue never still
On it's winding journey from the foot of the hill
In the fields on it's way to the river to the ocean shore
It has flowed forever and will flow forever more
The waterway that has inspired story and song
Through the centuries of time it has babbled along
In the fields of the rook and the silver backed crow from the foot of the hill
On it's journey to the river the silver tongued rill.