The Spirit Of Frank Berry Poem by Francis Duggan

His bones may rest in England thousands of miles away
But the spirit of Frank Berry remains with us today
He passed on in December when England's fields were gray
And the many he befriended of him had good to say.

He found comfort in alcohol perhaps his great downfall
But the goodness in Frank Berry one readily can recall
He spent his money freely he was a generous bloke
And if he could he would help you though he himself was often broke.

Ask Yvonne about Frank Berry for Yvonne knew him well
She will tell you of his struggles of how he put himself through hell
And of a spiritual person, she is one of many who
To the memory of Frank Berry will remain a life time true

In the man named Francis Berry there was so much to admire
And he will always be remembered in the Yarra Ranges shire
And in the pub at Upper Gully where his was a well known face
His spirit is still living in the confines of the place.

He died in bleak December when the frost bound fields were gray
And though his bones may rest in England thousands of miles away
The many he befriended of him had good to say
And the spirit of Frank Berry remains with us today.