Slanting Lancashire rain kept us indoors
Hard for mum to keep us occupied
Sometimes we would put the records on
Remembering the while Glencullen side
Irish records mum brought home with her
To lift her spirits in the Lanky gloom
We sang along sometimes we knew the words
So often played and we knew every tune
Looking out the window at the rain
Not a rare occurrence on this scene
We heard the words of an old familiar tune
‘The road by the river that flows through Raheen’
And here we were now acting out this song
Our little sub noses fastened up to the pane
Sadly watching the rain as it made little streams
And the road by the river that flows through Raheen
A fair share of rain on our parade
Lancashire precipitation if you will
And Mayo knows its share of wet believe me
It’s amazing that we never caught a chill
Brian Fahy
4 May 2021
Erris Poetry 