It is early Spring in Ireland but the sky looking gray
It has rained overnight and will rain more today
And the cattle in farmyard sheds bellowing for silage or hay
Many days from the calendar Spring to the true Spring of May
The wind from the mountains blow with a cold chill
And brown flood water is flowing bank high in every stream and rill
Flowing to the big rivers to the far ocean shore
Nature and her ways will live forever more
It is early March in Ireland and birds do not sing
And it feels more like Winter than the calendar Spring
No leaf buds on the bare deciduous trees when cold March winds does blow
And few flowers in the old fields and grass does not grow
The weather is akin to Winter indeed
And the barn swallows not yet home from far Lands to breed
But every day nearer to April and May
Time brings with it change as the wise one does say
The mountains half cloaked in the gray fogs of rain
And brown storm water flowing swiftly in every field drain
The rain drizzling down from the sunless sky of gray
It is more like Winter than early Spring in Ireland today.
Tuesday, February 28, 2017
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