I Am From The Place Where The Waterways Meet

I am from the place where the waterways meet
In the green countryside by the Town of Millstreet
Claraghatlea in view of high Claramore
In distance far north of this southern shore
And though in Spring i may never walk in the old fields again
And hear the birds sing in the drizzling rain
In memory i can hear a familiar voice of the Spring
On a green leafy birch tree a male chaffinch does sing
Where i grew to love Nature when i was a boy
And learning of her ways today i enjoy
Nature has lessons for us far more than a few
And everyday of her we learn something new
And though i may never walk in the old fields again
Fond memories of what was in me does remain.