Feb 2018
"...ALTHOUGH HE WAS LITTLE HIS HONOUR WAS GREAT..."
The only wren
I'd ever seen
displayed to me
with moonlight
as if deliberately
setting a scene.
I unable ever
to forget.
Trees...leaves...even the breeze
polished to a shaprness
as the moon stepped out
from behind her clouds.
The little bird
wearing a star above its head.
The star delighted
with its small companion
unaware
( as stars are )
of the bird's
tiny death.
All this given as a gift
to the small boy
who could neither
understand or forget it
but forever aware
that eternity and infinity
could combine
in this sublime
moment
that would last
for all time.
The only wren
I'd ever seen
displayed to me
with moonlight
as if deliberately
setting a scene.
I unable ever
to forget.
Trees...leaves...even the breeze
polished to a shaprness
as the moon stepped out
from behind her clouds.
The little bird
wearing a star above its head.
The star delighted
with its small companion
unaware
( as stars are )
of the bird's
tiny death.
All this given as a gift
to the small boy
who could neither
understand or forget it
but forever aware
that eternity and infinity
could combine
in this sublime
moment
that would last
for all time.
THE WREN SONG
The wren, the wren, the king of all birds,
St. Stephen's Day was caught in the furze,
Although he was little his honour was great,
Jump up me lads and give him a treat.
Chorus:
Up with the kettle and down with the pan,
And give us a penny to bury the wren.
2. As I was going to Killenaule,
I met a wren upon the wall.
I took me stick and knocked him down,
And brought him in to Carrick Town.
Chorus:
3. Droolin, Droolin, whereÂ’s your nest?
Tis in the bush that I love best
In the tree the holly tree,
Where all the boys do follow me.
Chorus:
4. We followed the wren three miles or more,
Three mile or more three miles or more.
We followed the wren three miles or more,
At six oÂ’clock in the morning.
Chorus:
5. I have a little box under me arm,
Under me arm under me arm.
I have a little box under me arm,
A penny or tuppence would do it no harm.
Chorus:
The wren, the wren, the king of all birds,
St. Stephen's Day was caught in the furze,
Although he was little his honour was great,
Jump up me lads and give him a treat.
Chorus:
Up with the kettle and down with the pan,
And give us a penny to bury the wren.
2. As I was going to Killenaule,
I met a wren upon the wall.
I took me stick and knocked him down,
And brought him in to Carrick Town.
Chorus:
3. Droolin, Droolin, whereÂ’s your nest?
Tis in the bush that I love best
In the tree the holly tree,
Where all the boys do follow me.
Chorus:
4. We followed the wren three miles or more,
Three mile or more three miles or more.
We followed the wren three miles or more,
At six oÂ’clock in the morning.
Chorus:
5. I have a little box under me arm,
Under me arm under me arm.
I have a little box under me arm,
A penny or tuppence would do it no harm.
Chorus:
