Above the flat rushy fields where the waterways meet
Just west of the Duhallow Town of Millstreet
The skylarks not flying up to carol today
Their throats will remain songless until April or May
And in every river, rill and field drain
The water flowing fast and brown after the recent heavy rain
And chilly winds of December soughing in the bare deciduous trees
On weather temperatures just over the zero degrees
The grey fogs of rain silently stealing down
On the face of old Clara above Millstreet Town
On a typical Winter morning in the silent groves birds one does not hear
With Christmas fast approaching in the ageing year
The sun behind grey clouds is hidden away
It looks like it will not be seen out today.
No comments:
Post a Comment