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Above the fields in view of Clara the sky looking gray
It has rained overnight and more rain on the way
In the farmyard sheds the cattle are bellowing for silage or hay
It is windy and cold by the Boggeraghs today
The strong January wind has the cold breath of snow
And the mottled gray migratory redwing thrushes chirp on bare trees and hedgerow
They will be flying north for to breed in the Spring
And in far away woods they will whistle and sing
In January in Duhallow the sky of rain clouds seldom clear
And the songs of the wild birds is something one does not hear
Though house sparrows the birds who do not have a song
Everyday in the backyards do chirp all day long
The Finnow bank high in flood waters of brown
Babbling loud as it races towards the Blackwater in rushy wet fields by Millstreet Town
And the cold wind from the Boggeraghs howling in the bare trees
On weather temperatures low if not lower than zero degrees
This is only a rhyme of a life i did know
Of a time of year when grass refuse to grow
In the fields of Duhallow from here far away
The sun does not shine on the Boggeraghs today.
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“By The Boggeraghs Today” is by Francis Duggan
http://francisrhymer.blogspot.ie/2015/01/by-boggeraghs-today.html
(mdc)