A Visualization Poem by Francis Duggan

The bluebells bloom on the ditch of the bohreen
And Claraghatlea groves looking leafy and green
And the stream down the high fields of Claramore flow
To join the river from Kippagh by briery hedgerow
In fancy my thoughts from here so far away
Where hawthorns are wearing their white blooms of May
The male robin sings on the sycamore tree
And Nature's green beauty is all around me
The nesting birds sing for to welcome daybreak
And the voice of the cuckoo one cannot mistake
The Spring all but over and Summer is near
It is such a beautiful time of the year
O'er the flower laden old fields the dark swallows fly
And the brown lark is carolling in the gray sky.