Above The Rushy Fields

Above the rushy fields where the waterways meet
In the countryside just west of the Town of Millstreet
A tiny musical speck in the clouds of gray
The airborne skylark is caroling today
Where i first grew to love Nature as a young boy
And learning of her ways today i enjoy
Late April in Duhallow is a nice time of year
The crowing of the male pheasant one often does hear
And in the leafy groves the nesting birds sing
They do sing their finest in the greenness of Spring
From many months in sheds living on silage and hay
On nutritious young grass the cattle gaining weight by the day
And millions of wildflowers in the fields to be seen
And bluebells are blooming on the ditch of the bohreen.