I May Never Again

Ageing far south of Hibernia's shore
I may never again climb on high Claramore
And enjoy the scenery of the green countryside
Of Duhallow and Sliabh Luachra stretching far and wide

I may never again walk to where the waterways do meet
In the old rushy fields near the Town of Millstreet
Such wonderful memories i have to retain
Of beauty i may never look on again

In claraghatlea the babbling tongue of the Claramore rill
With it's source in the high country by Clara's hill
At the early stages of it's journey to the sea far away
Flowing on to the river by night and by day

It was my yearn for travel that brought me far south
Of the fields of the badger and waterways of the brown trout
Of where i first grew to love Nature when i was a boy
And learning of her ways today i enjoy

In this place of koala, echidna and wallaby and grey kangaroo
And long billed corella and yellow tailed black cockatoo
Of Nature i am learning new things every day
We never stop learning in truth one can say

I may never again walk in Millstreet Town
Near where i used to live when my hair was dark brown
Where i was known to many in now what seems long ago
Before time that ages had become my foe

I may never again hear the chaffinches sing
In the leafy groves of Duhallow in the prime of the Spring
And only the memories with me remain
Of faces and places i may not see again.