His thoughts often go to the town by the bay
To where he first looked on the bright lamp of day
And the boys and girls he grew up with none of them he has seen for years
The memories of what once was has him close to tears
She may well have become the great love of his life
The woman who never did become his wife
When she left him for another it caused him great woe
But for him all of that now seems a long time ago
A grand-dad in his early seventies the years have left him gray
Thousands of kilometres from his first hometown far away
From this sunny southern town by the bay
Where he plans to live his life's last night and day
And he will see his last sunset in a southern sky
Far from his first homeplace in decades gone by.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
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