Francis Duggan - Bill From Merino

He cannot go back to his old home a stranger now is living there <br />Ten years back his brother Jim sold it since he found employment elsewhere <br />And Merino the Village he grew up in as a place seems forgotten by time <br />He left it back in the mid eighties when he was approaching his prime. <br /> <br />Bill from Merino in his early forties a father who leads a single life <br />His ex girl friend Lyn who gave birth to his daughter to someone else became a wife <br />Twice a year he sees young Amy in distance they may live apart <br />But his D N A it is in her and she is one dear to his heart. <br /> <br />He spent his boyhood years in Merino the Village with brown paddocks all around <br />He now lives in Richmond a suburb of Melbourne a long drive from his home ground <br />His favourite football team the Tigers of Richmond he often goes to watch them play <br />This year they have not been doing too well 'such is life' about that he say. <br /> <br />Bill from Merino an easy going fellow a nice bloke in his own quiet way <br />The years now are creeping up on him and in his brown hair there is some gray <br />In the Royal Oak pub on Burnley street most evenings he has a few drinks with his mates <br />They mostly talk of current affairs and of football and air their views on sporting greats. <br /> <br />When he was a boy in Merino the masked Lapwings o'er the paddocks did fly <br />And in fancy he still hear them singing above their breeding grounds in the night sky <br />Just a memory from his childhood his life very different today <br />And he is now well into his mid life years and from his home <br />Village he lives far away.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bill-from-merino/