Green Spring Is In The Northlands

The robin singing on leafy birch bough By the Cails waters close to the Finnow Green Spring is in the Northlands far away And wildflowers bloom in the old fields today In groves and hedgerows nesting song birds sing And Nature's beauty adorns the Northern Spring Where a love of Nature within me did grow By distant hills many decades ago I fancy I hear the silver tongued rill By ditch and hedgerow babbling down the hill And the dipper's song I fancy I do hear The stream he sings in to my thoughts is near And I hear the familiar lowing of a cow In a rushy field by the waters of Finnow.