• Michael Mullins
  • Michael "The Bard" Mullin
  • "The Bard of Foremass"
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    A sigh for Foremass

    It will soon be May in Foremass
    But I shall not be there
    To hear the corncrakes craking
    And the friendly cuckoos making
    Public the name they bear.
    I envy these wee tourists
    As they coo and crake away
    Their monotones repeating
    As a sign of kindly greeting
    As they tour the fields in May.

    I have been so long from Foremass
    I fear when back I’ll go.
    I’ll seek in vain old faces
    Of old friends I used to know.
    And I fear I’ll be forgotten
    And that I’ll find but few
    Old voices to remind me
    Of the home I left behind me –
    Save corncrake and cuckoo.

    Foremass Lower, Sixmilecross. Co. Tyrone.