From My First Home-Place Poem by Francis Duggan

From my first home place i do live far away
To many in Claraghatlea i'd be a stranger today
As well as a stranger to many i'd meet
Where i went to school in the Town of Millstreet
Where i grew to love Nature when i was a boy
And learning of her ways i still do enjoy
In fancy i hear the birds sing on a Spring morning at sunrise
Above old fields of my past when i do visualize
The past may be gone but the memories remain
Of things that i did and i won't do again
And of people i knew i may never more see
Perhaps even now they'd be strangers to me
The clock on my life keeps on ticking away
And the now is all that matters as some like to say.