Little hands hold fuchsia flowers
Snap off the ends and bite
They taste the sweetest nectar
Then pick more with delight
At the end of fuchsia lane
The stone circle comes into view
Little ones play 'hide and seek'
Little voices shout, 'peek a boo'
Little hands pick purple vetch
Birds foot trefoil in a bunch
Then sit by the fulacht fiadh
Enjoying ham sandwiches for lunch