A Place That I Loved

A place that i loved but where i did not stay And from it i live many sky miles away Claraghatlea in view of Clara by the Town of Millstreet In the green countryside where the rivers do meet Where i grew to love Nature when i was a boy And learning of her ways to me a source of joy Yet on discussions of Nature my ignorance of her ways does show As so little about her i can claim to know When the cold winds of January in Duhallow do blow Old Clara is often in his hat of snow And the streams and the rills and the rivers on most days bank high does flow In the often wet fields where the rushes in clusters do grow In Claraghatlea today i might be a stranger to many in my first home-place Where mine years ago to all was a known face Some i knew there amongst the deceased do lay Whilst others like me in Claraghatlea did not stay Today in Victoria the weather is sunny and warm twenty five degrees A beautiful day with only a slight breeze Far from the Finnow in flood waters of brown Bank high in the wet fields west of Millstreet Town.