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July On Clara

I only have memories of Summers long gone by
When the tiny blue whortleberries were ripe on the heather on Clara in July
The organic fruits of Nature such a tasty treat
When ripe in July quite delicious to eat
The countryside for miles around green after recent rain
Of July on Clara good memories with me remain
Eating whortleberries an hour before sundown
Overlooking the countryside by Millstreet Town
Where i grew to love Nature when i was a boy
And learning of her ways today i enjoy

From Nature we learn something new every day
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Sunday, October 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: july
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