Mushera In February

Across the high country the chilly winds blow And the foothills of Mushera are covered in snow And in the cold winds of February drizzling rain and sleet Falling on the high fields above the Town of Millstreet One might say a typical February day But Spring from the high country not far away In six weeks from now grass will commence growing and the nesting wildbirds will sing In the leafy groves of Aubane near the prime of the Spring And under house eaves the sparrows will build their nests of feathers and hay And the swallows will be home to breed from places far away And the skylark high above the bracken will fly For to welcome the dawn in the gray morning sky The stream bank high in flood to the river does flow And the cattle in farm shed for fodder bellow And across Mushera's face creeps the gray fog of rain And brown storm water flowing swiftly in every drain.