Old Jacky From Geelong Poem by Francis Duggan

Old Jacky From Geelong



Old Jacky he has worked in many a town
And many a street he has walked up and down
Since he left Geelong when he was nineteen
He has done lots of traveling and many places has seen
But even in the most traveled person the love of the home-place is strong
He has come back to grow old in his home City of Geelong
In Geelong he was born and in Geelong he will die
That the love of first home remains as strong as ever not a lie
He has never had children or never had a wife
Though Jean his long time partner the great love of his life
For many years traveled with him till seven years ago she passed away
And he still feels sad when he talks of her today
Old Jacky from Geelong he is seventy four
He is back home to stay to travel never more.

Wednesday, October 26, 2016
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