I Have Not Forgotten Poem by Francis Duggan

From the Townland I was raised in I may have travelled far
And I may have drunk my last guinness in Corkerys or the Bush bar
And I may never walk again where I often walked up and down
From the West End to the Town Square in Millstreet my Hometown.

But I have not forgotten those old fields far away
And I still think of the old Townland though there I did not stay
In the lush fields west of Millstreet Town wildflowers in their full bloom
And the freshening winds of Summer scent of Nature's own perfume.

To their nestlings great tits bring food in their nest in hole in wall
And young jackdaws in their chimney nest for food to their parents call
And cock robin singing in the grove I fancy I can hear
Back home near Ballydaly June's a lovely time of year.

And on the bank of the stream that flows through Claraghatlea wildflowers nod in the breeze
And white butterflies flit around the hedgerows and the bushes and the trees
And cattle in lush pasture fields sit and chew their cud at ease
And the weather temperatures rather pleasant a high of twenty five degrees.

I have not forgotten what once meant so very much to me
And the swallows o'er the old fields flying I fancy I can see
And the skylark o'er the bogland he is carolling in the sky
North of this Land and far away even as the crow might fly.