He miss the surf beach of the town by the sea <br />Where he surfed with his mates when younger and carefree <br />Often tossed from his surfboard covered in the big wave <br />Nowadays he feels that he might not be so brave <br />In fancy he can hear the mighty waves roar <br />As they splash on the volcanic rocks on the shore <br />His Hometown from where he live may be far away <br />But great love of the coastal lands in him does stay <br />In his early forties with a wife and two teenage daughters a decade past his prime <br />His once brown hair graying and receding he's showing the wear of time <br />On our journeys through life destiny has a say <br />He feels he might feel a stranger in his Hometown today <br />But in his flights of fancy he is surfing again <br />And fond memories of what was with him does remain.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-is-surfing-again/
