The bluebells bloom on the ditch of the bohreen <br />And Claraghatlea groves looking leafy and green <br />And the stream down the high fields of Claramore flow <br />To join the river from Kippagh by briery hedgerow <br />In fancy my thoughts from here so far away <br />Where hawthorns are wearing their white blooms of May <br />The male robin sings on the sycamore tree <br />And Nature's green beauty is all around me <br />The nesting birds sing for to welcome daybreak <br />And the voice of the cuckoo one cannot mistake <br />The Spring all but over and Summer is near <br />It is such a beautiful time of the year <br />O'er the flower laden old fields the dark swallows fly <br />And the brown lark is carolling in the gray sky.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-visualization/
