Old Benny

F Francis Duggan
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Our journeys in life we are born to pursue And that everyone gifted in some way i believe to be true Old Benny the Nature Artist was buried today In Nature's earthy bosom his last remains lay He sketched Nature's beauty the mountains, rivers, fields and trees As well as animals and birds and insects and bees The wild growing flowers in his walks he did see In his leisure hours he sketched from memory His beloved Annie the love of his life For forty years to him a devoted wife That to her he became a stranger does seem sad to say She lives in a home for the aged today Though he never will sketch Nature's beauty again Those who knew him fond memories of him will retain.

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