A COUNTRY POET

I breathe the air on the Tully hillside
As I view the vista wide
Of its abundant treasures I take note
For I am simply a country poet

To tell in rhyme the best I can
Of sunlight dancing on the River Bann
And in the distance far away
The gleaming waters of sweet Lough Neagh

In reflective thought I stand alone
To view the village of Portglenone
In the distance beneath sky of blue
The Sperrin Mountains are in view

As I turn in wonder all around
I see Slemish Mountain rise from the ground
Shades of green in every field
Or ploughed brown to bring forth yield

A panoramic view I see it all
My home in the distance looking small
To my Creator I will devote
The praise of my heart, His country poet

For I am of the country and the country in me
A town or a city is where I can’t be
It would break my heart not to walk hillside or glen
Or wade the stream of flowered meadow again

Thank you Lord for giving me this land
To view its beauty created by your hand
Another thing I surely must note
Is thank God for making me His country poet

Colin Moffett