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I Am From The Fields
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I Am From The Fields

I am from the fields where the green rushes grow
The home of the badger and rook and grey crow
And in my flights of fancy i often do hear
The song of the robin in the Spring of the year

All creatures of Nature live by Nature's law
I knew them by sight and voice magpie and jackdaw
And though my love of Nature only seems to grow
So little about her i can claim to know

Far from where i first looked on the bright lamp of day
The years have left me feeling weary and looking gray
It has been awhile since i was in my life's prime
Eventually we all become victims of time

Yet of Nature we learn something new every day
We never stop learning as the wise one does say
Though mortality is a fact of life and fact never lie
We do learn as we live till the day we do die

Far north of this sunny Land my life's journey began
And near the bracken clad hills i grew into a man
But my quest for adventure has brought me far south
Of the home of the raven and the shy river trout

But in Spring on my flights of fancy the chaffinch i hear
Singing in a leafy grove to my thoughts ever near
And on a Summer evening i hear the soft lowing of a cow
In a darkening field by the River Finnow

I am from the fields where the silver tongued rill
Babbles to the river from it's birthplace by the hill
But only the good memories with me do remain
Of what used to be and may not be again.

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