Perhaps I'd feel a stranger now in the Town of Millstreet
A stranger in Pound Hill or Minor Row
A stranger in the Tanyard or Murphy's Terrace
Not many in the old Town now I'd know.
A stranger in the Station Road and Church Street
A stranger in the Square or in Main Street
A stranger at the Bridge or at the West end
A stranger at Clara View on road to Clara and a stranger now to everyone I'd meet
In Millview Lane or Inchaleigh's old Townland
And in my old Townland of Claraghatlea
The memories of what was in me is fading
And i feel out of touch and i live far away
From people i knew and friends i grew up with
And though them again i never more may see
I will always have good memories of their friendships
And life goes on for them as well as me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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