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July In Duhallow

Today above the rushy fields where the waterways meet
In the green countryside by the Town of Millstreet
A musical speck in the gray of the sky
The mottled brown skylark sings as upwards he does fly
On a pleasant enough day of twenty degrees
The scent of the freshly cut meadow grass wafting in the breeze
Young birds are chirping in a leafy grove nearby
In the prime of the Summer in the greenness of July
On the hills of the Boggeraghs a natural treat
Whortleberries the tiny blue fruits of the heather delicious to eat

July in Duhallow a nice time of year
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Tuesday, April 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: july
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