A Song for Old Friends

Be young

Be merry

Have no cares

Have no worry


Have yourself a drink

Have yourself a song

Have yourself a time

For it never lasts too long


In our youth in dreaming fields

We stared upon the stars

“That is what we’re made of, boys—

that is what we are!”


Yesterday we ourselves

Were the patter of little feet.

This morning we are the boots

Marching in the street.


Tonight in dwindling numbers

We will raise our glasses high

For tomorrow we give fine speeches

And ignore our mother’s cries


And in our age we’ll wonder

As we stare at dust and earth

For that is what we are, boys

And that is what we’re worth





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26 Responses to A Song for Old Friends

  1. skat says:

    This a fine piece. It is a journey filled with representations of life–an examination of mortality and a tribute to tradition. It could even be sung. Well done!

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  2. Monochrome nightmares says:

    You surpass yourself Sir.
    An excellent poem that cries out
    for music. Irish music. Irish, I tells ya. 😃

    Liked by 3 people

  3. From the glory days to the grave… make each day count, for they are so few. Your wise message was heard loud and clear.

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    • oglach says:

      Hope you enjoyed the poem. I like writing (or trying to write) things that have an open meaning, or at least a double meaning, so that they can mean something to everyone.
      Your poetry reads as if you wrote it effortlessly, but I’m sure that’s probably not the case. That’s the mark of a true poet. It would be interesting to know what your creative process is like.
      Many thanks for stopping by to read and comment.

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      • I enjoyed reading your poem so very much! There’s truth and humor in what you write — raw beauty, as well. Thank you for your kind words, Og. I was so happy to discover your blog more than a year ago now.

        It’s wonderful how the miles that separate us all here at WP are insignificant when our words bridge that gap. Someday, perhaps, we’ll mull over our creative process over beer or tea. 🙂 ❤

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      • oglach says:

        Yes, beer in the evening and tea in the morning. 🙂
        I’m only joking, of course. You’ve been a tremendous help to me in so many ways, I’ll never be able to repay you for that. Thank you so much for your thoughtful words.


      • Haha! Oh, what an imagination!! That was actually very clever and naughty. 😀
        Who could not stop and try to help a lost soul? Lol. I’m joking — you’re very sweet, and I did nothing but get captivated by your writing. You’re much too humble!

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      • oglach says:

        Thank you, Rose.

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  4. A great song. One for the Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem?

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  5. Representation of life in a great way. From starting to the end, our perspectives change so much…our views towards life take almost paradigm shift! Loved the poem… 🙂

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  6. Great quote. How do you know Brendan Behan?

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  7. the words conjure both a welcomed celebration of life; yet also the sentiments of (WWI) soldiers facing the possibility of not returning home…isn’t that why we should live our life the best, no matter the age, for we do not know how tomorrow shall unfold.

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  8. Truly impressive and so wonderful to read! I totally agree with it being perfect for a song or ballad! Love the images it creates in my head and the effortless seeming flow of your words! 🙂 Wish you a perfect sunday! Sarah 🙂

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  9. Lovely song young warrior…THANX for dropping by and then following my blog. ~~dru~~

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