Destiny in our lives has some part for to play
In Claraghatlea i was not meant for to stay
The yearn for wander took me far away
From the place where i first looked on the lamp of day
Of my younger years the memories with me last
And sometimes i think of my friends of the past
Though like me they too would be showing the signs of time's decay
And even some of them where the deceased are now lay
For most of us our younger years the best years of all
Only in memory today with them i play football
But most of them in the flesh i may never more meet
As i live in distance far south of Millstreet
And memories are all i have left to retain
Of faces and places i may not see again.
Tuesday, March 24, 2020
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