It has been awhile now seems like ages ago
Since I last heard the familiar caw of the gray crow
The home to me then may be home never more
As I live far away from Hibernia's shore,
When I look in the mirror an ageing man I see
And I ask myself can this really be he?
The boy with the youthful face and dark brown hair
As gray as a badger and looking the worst for wear
If time does not wait for anyone why should it wait for me
Though so much of the World I have yet to see
So much for to see yet time is not on my side
But time is our master and cannot be denied
And it has been awhile now and many a Spring
Since I last heard the robin on the hedgerow sing.
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