Verdure Of Shamrocks - Poem by Franc Rodriguez
There beyond the shores of Ireland are fleecy clouds,
as they suddenly begin to wend and dapple.
Soon to then darkle as the dense clouds swiftly,
turn into the mighty pouring rain.
And the rainfall begins to cover the lush vegetation,
and abundantly form puddle after puddle.
Afterwards it starts within haste to bespatter,
upon the surrounded low plain.
There where the rugged hills and rolling green pastures,
lie in the depth of the lowlands.
It soon after drenches the ring of costal mountains,
and reaches the broad leaf wealds.
And awashes the peat bogs and the plentiful ferns,
in the nearby moisten wetlands.
But thenceforth the strong Wuthering Storm ceases,
and wanes within the autumn falls.
The manifold gorses and the lovesome wild furzes,
begin to wizen as their petals fade in the gale.
There whereupon the red fox and the red deer roam,
beyond the blanket of limestone near the hummocks.
And the coming of the harsh and cold winter looms,
beyond the succour of the nearby quaint dale.
There to be seen in this haven where the river flows,
is a beautiful verdure of shamrocks.
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