Mike

F Francis Duggan
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When he was young he fell out with his father You might say they did not see eye to eye But strained relationships are not unusual Between a father and his teenage boy. He said my father had a drinking problem And when he was drunk his fiddle he used to play And sing the songs he learnt from his father About the fight for freedom far away. In retrospect my father was a good man And he was one who did not abuse me Except that he had big plans for my future And i young and headstrong with him did not agree. As years go by i think about my father He'd be past eighty now and looking gray In death the bond between us has grown stronger And i know that he'd feel proud of me today. The fellow Mike is quite a well known artist And in his work he takes a certain pride His paintings are in some of the best galleries And in the art World he's known far and wide. The artist Mike still talks about his father When he was drunk his fiddle he used to play And sing the songs he learnt from his father About the fight for freedom far away.

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