I Have Been Called

I have been called Francis, Frank or Franceen some even call me Francy
And if you are the rhyming type then this would rhyme with Nancy
I have penned a heap of doggerel one might say an addictive rhymer
The schoolboy of the fifties is nowadays an old timer
On looking back the Seasons went fast and time is on the hurry
In gray and wrinkles the years show in care and stress and worry
The more that i do learn from life the more i come to realizing
That of life i know little at all which is not that surprising
In the place i grew into a man today i would be a stranger to many
Of young people in the old Town-land cannot say i would know any
I left my first home place years ago i did have dreams to follow
To experience life in the World out there beyond green old Duhallow
I cannot claim to be a poet for true poets near to extinction
An old fashioned rhymer at best not an enviable distinction.