My Friends Over There

It has been more than two decades since I've seen them my friends over there
So much in common with them i had to share
Like me they are ageing perhaps looking gray
I might feel a stranger in Millstreet today.

Though in times of nostalgia for old friendships i pine
Their love for the Homeplace much greater than mine
I drank in the pub with them and with them played football
The past may be gone but the past we recall.

The past it is gone for the past why waste tears
My friends over there I've not seen them for years
I knew them when they were enjoying their life's prime
They would have changed as people we all change in time

Perhaps them i am never more for to see
My friends over there must be ageing like me
Time does not wait on us as a wise one did say
And the clock on our lives it keeps ticking away.