• Michael Mullins
  • Michael "The Bard" Mullin
  • "The Bard of Foremass"
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    ‘tis Springtime now in Ireland

    ‘Tis springtime now in Ireland.
    O how I wish I were
    Where cuckoos give you greeting
    By sociably repeating
    The name they proudly bear.

    I’m lonely far from Ireland
    So clean and green and grand
    And the neighbourly “God save you”
    Which kind folk often gave you
    Within that friendly land.

    I’ve been so long from Ireland
    I fear when I return
    I’ll seek in vain the faces
    Of old friends in old places
    The friends for whom I yearn.

    I fear I’ll be forgotten
    And I fear there will be few
    Old voices to remind me
    Of youth so far behind me
    Excepting the cuckoo.

    Foremass Lower, Sixmilecross. Co. Tyrone.
    May 3rd 1960