<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=555500" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>He Miss The Old Town</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He miss the old town by the ocean and he misses the smell of the sea<br>And in his moments of nostalgia in fancy he hear and see<br>The silver gulls above the wide beach in small flocks they call as they fly<br>And the soft pipings of the sooty oystercatchers echo in the clear morning sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was a young man of the sixties and young men they age and grow old<br>All year round he rode the big surf waves in a wet suit to keep out the cold<br>Till he wandered far from the ocean fell in love, married and settled down<br>An ageing dad with teenage daughters he lives in a big inland Town.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He is out of practice for surfing and he lives far from the ocean shore<br>A champion young surfer of the sixties perhaps he will surf never more<br>You can take the man from the ocean but the ocean does not leave the man<br>Though far from the roar of the surf waves he well may live out his time span.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He miss the old town by the ocean though he now might feel a stranger there<br>A champion young surfer of the late sixties till lust for wander it took him to elsehwere<br>in his imaginings he rides the big waves and on his face the ocean spray<br>And at heart he is a coastal person though from there he lives far away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Francis+Duggan">Francis Duggan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=555500" data-title="He Miss The Old Town de Francis Duggan" data-description="He miss the old town by the ocean and he misses the smell of the sea And in his moments of nostalgia in fancy he hear and see The silver gulls above the wide beach in small flocks they call as they fly And the soft pipings of the sooty oystercatch..."></div> </div> </div>

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