Far South Of Millstreet

A long way south of Claraghatlea in Millstreet and the rushy fields in view of Clara hill Though in my dreams i sometimes hear the ripple of the ever free flowing mountain rill On it's journey to the bigger river to the great Atlantic far away All i do have are memories of the what was though i feel happy where i live today My journey in life has brought me to south west coastal Victoria in Australia to the countryside near Warrnambool Far south of Millstreet in Duhallow where i attended primary school Some of those that i went to school with with went to and left university with their degrees And as for me i spend most of my working years as a slogger quite often in mud to my knees But there comes a time to everyone when your life achievements means little if anything at all Nature's reaper of lives does not worry when tall poppies to the scythe of death fall Life's reaper makes human life equal to the earth worm and the ant and the woodlouse The horse, sheep and bovine the rat and the cat and the mouse To most of those living that i went to school with in Millstreet i feel that i would be a stranger today Most of us went on our different life journeys few in their home places do stay I am aging far south even by the short route of Hibernia's windswept rocky shore And i may never again walk in the old fields in view of the heights of Claramore A long way south Of Duhallow and Sliabh Luachra of Clara and Gortavehy with the face of stone Toorbonia and the hill of Caherbarnagh and Hollymount and the famed Paps of Shrone And a long way south of the fields west of Millstreet and Millstreet Town where i attended school To the Moyne Shire that has links to the Dreamtime in the coastal countryside Near Warrnambool.