The Silver Tongued Rill

The silver tongued rill inland from the foothills does flow In the fields of the rook and the silver backed crow Ever babbling onward by night and by day To the river that flows to the sea far away From it's source a spring well in the high bracken clad ground Swollen by water from the drains in the fields all around It flows to the river in a tongue never still On it's winding journey from the foot of the hill In the fields on it's way to the river to the ocean shore It has flowed forever and will flow forever more The waterway that has inspired story and song Through the centuries of time it has babbled along In the fields of the rook and the silver backed crow from the foot of the hill On it's journey to the river the silver tongued rill.