When I Lived In Millstreet Poem by Francis Duggan

As a young man on nice evenings in Spring and Summer when I lived in Millstreet
I used to walk through the fields to where the rivers do meet
But going back the Seasons this does seem long ago
And since then time that ages has become my foe
On my flights of fancy I hear the birds sing
In a leafy grove in the prime of Spring
In Claraghatlea not a long walk from Millstreet Town
In the cool of the evening just after sundown
Such beautiful memories of the what used to be
I do feel that life has been quite good to me
And though of the fields of the hare and the badger I do live far south
Of Nature every day something new for to learn about
Such beautiful memories I have to retain
That for as long as I live with me will remain.