A Warm High For November Poem by Francis Duggan

The warm air full of the sweet scent of hay
And in the blue sky just a few clouds of gray
And warmth in the sunshine and warmth in the breeze
On a warm high for November of thirty two degrees
In the Moyne Shire the warmest day of the Spring
In the heat of the evening the birds do not sing
Above the paddocks with the sun on their wings chirping as they fly
The dark welcome swallows chase insects in the sky
The sunlit paddocks lush and green looking resplendent in their November flowers
That have been brought to bloom by the recent Spring showers
What a contrast from here to Duhallow far away
Where the cattle in the farmyard sheds are bellowing for silage or hay
No sign of the sun and the sky looking gray
And the rain drizzling down by the Boggeraghs today.