Brittany Man

His thoughts seldom dwell on the life he did know
In the land that he lived in five decades ago
In this Southern Land he will live his last day
And here his last remains are destined to lay.

In the mid nineteen fifties he left Brittany in France
Not that he had to or because of poor circumstance
No but for something that seemed way beyond his control
The lust for the wander was in his young soul.

He never did return to old Brittany
To the old fishing Village by the northern sea
He married an Aussie his now deceased wife
And here he will stay till the end of his life.

His children and grandchildren Aussie born and bred
And nostalgia for his Homeland in him surely dead
With him now just one more fading memory
Of the life he once knew by the northern sea.

One can say he is one who speaks English well
But where he originally came from is not hard to tell
For the accent he brought with him is with him today
One bit of his Motherland that from him did not fade away.