He miss the surf beach of the town by the sea
Where he surfed with his mates when younger and carefree
Often tossed from his surfboard covered in the big wave
Nowadays he feels that he might not be so brave
In fancy he can hear the mighty waves roar
As they splash on the volcanic rocks on the shore
His Hometown from where he live may be far away
But great love of the coastal lands in him does stay
In his early forties with a wife and two teenage daughters a decade past his prime
His once brown hair graying and receding he's showing the wear of time
On our journeys through life destiny has a say
He feels he might feel a stranger in his Hometown today
But in his flights of fancy he is surfing again
And fond memories of what was with him does remain.

Francis Duggan

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