He says he will go back to his Hometown again

He has been in many Countries yet he goes his own quiet wayAnd on any given subject he does not have much to say.He has seen the mighty Pyramids and the Seven hills of RomeAnd he knows of life in the world out there far from where he calls homeYet you will not hear him…

And even for the babe in the pram time it doesn’t waitOn the young and the old there is a use by date.The feeble old fellow to time losing hairOf his own mortality he is awareA good innings one might say he did enjoyStill he’d love one more chance to live as a boy.Of great…

On a beautiful morning in Winter seems more like a day in the SpringAnd on trees bordering the golf course the white backed magpies carol and sing.The morning is so bright and sunny and warm for the time of yearFor late June remarkable weather you’d swear that September were hereThe stillness one almost could touch…

When Aboriginal people by whites to death were shotAny crimes against humanity ought not to be forgot.That such things never happened many wish to believeBut by thinking this way themselves they only deceiveFor without any doubt these atrocities took placeAnd though the truth may seem bitter the truth we must face.The convicts brought out by…

And she does not seem even certain of the father’s identityThough she knows that her unborn’s biological father can be only one of three.To ascertain that it would take a D N A test and that is to it if they would agreeSo through the courts she will not pursue it to find out who…

When I was twelve years going on thirteenBut since so many leaves gone with the stream.When I was young and happy and care-freeBefore the wanderlust got hold of meThe wanderlust that beckoned me awayThe far off hills are green or so they say.My mum and dad their bones rest six foot downIn cemetery just east…