Homesick

From the Faughan river valley To Binevenaghs mighty brow I love these roads to travel Wish I could tread them now To in an instant be propelled Landing on that grassy slope That overlooks Magilligan strand Would be my greatest hope To take the road to Donnybrewer And walk down by the Foyle To see the fields of Kerrs Pinks Where my father used to toil To listen to the Corncrake call As it hides in the long hay How many happy times were spent Trying to glimpse her on my way When you’ve walked up Kilnappy brae You’ll hear your legs complain Saying don’t you ever try to Bring us up this way again The walking up can wear us out But when we turn around The view that lays before us Will never fail to us astound The beauty of the patchwork quilt Of fields enclosed with stone The distant hills of Donegal That was my parents’ home I miss not just the countryside My family I miss dear Many times I’ve spent just wishing I was there or they were here