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William Finn Poem
A student bold from Abbyfeale
Who feared no Ghost nor Ghoul
Hitched home one night from Dublin
Where he did go to school
The night was dark and eerie
No moon or stars in the sky
It was now past the midnight hour
As the cars did pass him by
"Will I be here all night" he moaned
He was somewhere past Mountrath
I spent my train fare on booze
I should never have done that
Just then he saw two headlights flash
A car had halted near
He took the seat by the drive kind
He was now of good cheer
Then he saw, as the car moved on
The drivers’ eyes shone strange
The student bowed his head and asked the Lord
His circumstance to change
"I was a drunken driver"
The man at the wheel did say
A drink too many has me doomed
To drive this motorway
I ride this highway endless nights
Seeking students well
Those who spent their train fare on the booze
And I carry them off to Hell
The student bold dashed from the car
And spent the night in a barn
Don’t spend your train fare on booze
Is the moral of this yarn
Copyright © William Finn | Year Posted 2019
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William Finn Poem
The first man in my life
He promised to guide me and protect from strife
Whose callused hands and weathered face
Set the standard for the human race
The old man
Who taught me right from wrong each day
Ensured I walked an enlightened way
Who took me to construction sites
And thought me how to be safe at night
The old man
After hard days’ work he sat with me
While checking homework so patiently
Told me stories of foreign lands
And always there to lend an hand
The old man
The most joyous face the day I wed
The most wonderful words to my wife he said
I am the man I am today
Because he guided me all this way
The old man
The ravages of time have come
And taken him to his forever home
Forever in my heart there is a place
Where every day I see his face
I miss him, My old man
Copyright © William Finn | Year Posted 2019
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Just as you were you remain always to be
Someone special in my memory
Your gentle nature, your quiet way
Leaves gentle memories of bygone days
A smile for all, a heart of gold
One this world was not meant to hold
Forever faithful, always kind
These are the memories you leave behind
You have been called to serve the divine
In my heart you will always be mine
Copyright © William Finn | Year Posted 2019
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