He May Not Be There

He may not be there when the deciduous trees sprout new leaves of green And the bluebells are in bloom on the ditch of the bohreen And the robin on song on a silver birch tree Many Springs have gone by since the home fields he last see He works to support his young son and daughter and their mother his wife And he does feel quite content in his way of life Yet he often visualizes the fields far away When the hawthorns are in their white blooms of the May And the old country town near to his first home place Where a decade ago to many his was a known face Where he feels he might feel a stranger today Time brings about changes as the wise one does say He may not be there when the fields lush and green in their nature's flowers Will look quite resplendent after mild Spring showers.