Far North Of Here

Far north of here my life's journey began And far north of here i grew into a man And far north of here my parents remains lay Twelve thousand miles or even more away. Far north of here i went to primary school Where i often sat on the dunce's stool Each hour seemed like a month each day a year That i spent in the class room north of here. Far north of here my love for Nature grew And each day from Nature i learnt something new And in retrospect i only can recall That Mother Nature is the best teacher of all. Far north of here i spent my youth and prime And in my late twenties i discovered rhyme And locally mine was a well known face Far north of here back in my old home place. The male snipe in his courtship flight display Above the bog at twilight of the day And i fancy i can scent the blooms of May Far north of here and many miles away.