Have You In Your Flights Of Fancy Poem by Francis Duggan

Have you in your flights of fancy seen the fog roll down the hill
And heard the dipper singing in the babbling mountain rill
From it's birthplace by the mountain by many a hedgerow
For to join with the big river forever it does flow.

Have you ever visualized yourself back in your old Hometown
And old friends don't seem to know you they look you up and down
But they do not recognize you and them you too don't seem to know
And you ask yourself are they my friends from many years ago?

Were you ever in a bar-room on your own drinking a beer
But your mind it was off elsewhere midst the noisy atmosphere
Listening to the wren and robin and chaffinch and bullfinch sing
In the old grove by the river on a balmy day in Spring.

Have you visualized the otters playing in the river pool
They frolic in the water as they clown and act the fool
In Nature's own wild kingdom there is time for work and play
And more to life for an otter than sleeping and hunting prey.

Have you in your flights of fancy seen your old home by the stream
And in your visualization so real to you it did seem
With a good imagination you can travel far away
To the old Town by the mountain where you lived for many a day.