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May Day In Old Farming Ireland

Rating: 4.8

Another May Day arrives and the Farmer, he shudders,
In a deep moment of fear for everything he loves –
His cows and crops and his children, so very dear.
The old beech sways creakily in a passing wind
Cutting his fear wide apart with a frosty slash
Of panic, striking the poor old Farmers heart,
Sending his poor soul searching for itself.

The Farmer dashes in a sweat from house to parlour.
Checking on the butter – still yellow, still hard.

Checking on the milk – still cold and snowy,
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Ian Curtis 25 November 2005

Excellent, a glimps into the true Ireland that so many have forgotten. 10 out of 10 Ian

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Amberlee Carter 21 June 2005

I've seen a growth in you over the last couple of weeks that is amazing. I really loved this piece..you did an amazing job writing it...really. One suggestion however, the opening stanza seems to repeat itself a bit.. anyway, I loved it, well done.

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