Francis Duggan


It Is Cold Now In Duhallow - Poem by Francis Duggan

The wintery wind from Tullig hill down through Aubane does blow
And the high fields by Mushera Mountain wear their blanket of snow
The wet fields by the river with frost are hoary gray
It is cold in Duhallow so very cold today.

Here in this Southern Country the weather warm and fine
In a forecast low of thirty a high of thirty nine
In the warm sun of the afternoon butterflies dance in the breeze
And the honeyeaters chirping on the blossom laden trees.

I don't think I could live in Ireland now in the cold and frost and rain
With the brown flood waters gurgling in the flooded roadside drain
And the frosted fields of morning gray from the overnight freeze
In temperatures of minus six to minus one degrees.

Still each Winter day in the Northlands is one day nearer Spring
When in the leafy woods and groves the nesting birds will sing
And the hawthorns will look resplendent in their white blooms of the May
Still it is cold now in Duhallow by the mountains far away.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 3, 2010



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