The Complete Poems of Francis Ledwidge/Songs of Peace/The Herons
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THE HERONS
As I was climbing Ardan Mor
From the shore of Sheelan lake,
I met the herons coming down
Before the water's wake.
And they were talking in their flight
Of dreamy ways the herons go
When all the hills are withered up
Nor any waters flow.