In Duhallow In Mid March

F Francis Duggan
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The cattle in the farmyard shed bellow for silage or hay And gray fog on the mountain tell rain is not far away And March blows with a chilly breath on this cold day in early Spring And though new leaves are budding on the trees few birds feel the urge to sing In the fields of Duhallow Blackwater bank high flow And few wildflowers are in the field and grass is slow to grow The farmers are not happy Spring will be late this year Low on feed for their cattle and fodder to buy is dear Last Summer often wet and windy and many days of rain in the Fall And the Winter was cold, wet and windy the Seasons have not been good at all And though Spring has not begun well one can only hope for better weather ahead For happiness does never stay in the mind where hope is dead The bellowing of the hungry cattle in the farm sheds one does hear In Duhallow in mid March it looks like Spring will be late this year.

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