He Lives Far South Poem by Francis Duggan

He lives far south of where his life journey began
Of where he went to school and grew into a man
Tall in his early twenties with short clipped hair of brown
The handsome stranger from the northern town
His skin quite bronzed from the tropical northern sun
To surf the big white waves one of his ways of having fun
Without the ties that go with having young children and a wife
A young man who is making the most of life
Here in the far south he will not linger to grow old
Where the weather for him is too damp and cold
of young women in his life more than a few
In every town he visits he meets someone new
Here in the far south his will not be a long stay
Quite shortly for up north he will be on his way.