He May Not Be There

He may not be there when the deciduous trees sprout new leaves of green
And the bluebells are in bloom on the ditch of the bohreen
And the robin on song on a silver birch tree
Many Springs have gone by since the home fields he last see
He works to support his young son and daughter and their mother his wife
And he does feel quite content in his way of life
Yet he often visualizes the fields far away
When the hawthorns are in their white blooms of the May
And the old country town near to his first home place
Where a decade ago to many his was a known face
Where he feels he might feel a stranger today
Time brings about changes as the wise one does say
He may not be there when the fields lush and green in their nature's flowers
Will look quite resplendent after mild Spring showers.