Duhallow In May

The birds sing and whistle in the dawning gray
In the woods and groves of Duhallow from here far away
And the hawthorns resplendent cloaked in their white blooms of May
For to describe such beauty no words for to say
The old fields lush and green beautiful in their Spring flowers
That have been brought to bloom by the mild late April showers
In Duhallow May is a beautiful time of year
The song of the migratory cuckoo one regularly does hear
The swallows back home to breed chase insects as they fly
They are the long distance speedsters of the sky
Their mates sit on their eggs in their cup shaped nests of mud on shed rafters nearby
Too fast for aerial predators for to kill their young will be flying by July
When the nesting songbirds of Nature does whistle and sing
Duhallow does look beautiful in the Spring.