Far north of here

by

Francis Duggan

Far north of here my life's journey began
And far north of here i grew into a man
And far north of here my parents remains lay
Twelve thousand miles or even more away.

Far north of here i went to primary school
Where i often sat on the dunces stool
Each hour seemed like a month each day a year
That i spent in the class room north of here.

Far north of here my love for nature grew
And each day from nature i learnt something new
And in retrospect i only can recall
That mother nature is the best teacher of all.

Far north of here i spent my youth and prime
And in my late twenties i discovered rhyme
And locally mine was a well known face
Far north of here back in my old home place.

The male snipe in his courtship flight display
Above the bog at twilight of the day
And i fancy i can scent the blooms of may
Far north of here and many miles away.

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by: Francis Duggan
from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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