The Past Came With Me Poem by Francis Duggan

Wherever i go to my past goes with me
And often in fancy i hear and i see
In Spring a pink breasted chaffinch singing on a leafy birch tree
Such beauty that lives on in the memory
The sights and the sounds live in my mind today
That came with me to here from a place far away
Where i grew to love Nature when i was a boy
And learning of her ways i still do enjoy
When the cool winds of April from the hills did blow
The little mottled brown dunnock sang in the hedgerow
And the dark brown river bird dipper with breast white as snow
Sang on a rock in the stream where the rapids did flow
Yes the past came with me from a place far away
And in my mind it is living today.