I Am Not That Well Travelled Poem by Francis Duggan

I've been to Gortavehy lake by the hill of het and stone
But I've never been to Africa or climbed the Paps of Shrone
And I've never been to Moscow, Vienna, Paris or Rome
I am not that well travelled but I live far from home.

There is so much of the World that I may never see
Since I am getting older and time is catching up on me
And though I have heard the birds sing in the wood at Claramore
I have not been to the Artic to the frozen northern shore.

Though I have seen some of New Zealand 'The Land of the Long White Cloud'
I have not done anything in my life of which I could feel proud
I have not tried to climb Mt Everest or ran for Olympic Gold
And when I'm gone forever my life story won't be told.

I am not that well travelled many have seen more than me
Never seen the mighty Amazon flowing through the jungle towards the sea
But I have seen Victoria's greatest waterway the Yarra flowing brown
Through Collingwood and Richmond on it's way through Melbourne Town.

I have never been to the Serengeti where the wildebeest range free
And a pride of lions in the wild is a thing I've yet to see
But 'tis been years since I've seen the wildflowers bloom in the home fields in May
Since from old Claraghatlea North I do live far away.