Sunday, April 3, 2011

Mr. Billy Harcan



There is an old man down by the Town Hall oak
He wears a yellow cap and a long dark coat
People say that trouble caught him by surprise
His name is Billy Harcan from Oceanside

Billy sleeps on the park bench under the stars
Ask you for a dollar then head for the bars
Drinking out the trouble is a way of life
Cost him everything he had even his wife

His daughter comes to see him on Saturdays
Tells him all about her life and Jesus saves
She asks every time won’t you please come home
I don’t need your help please leave me alone

Billy welcomes his ghosts to the park at night
He toasts to their health it’s really quite a sight
Dancing with his friends for an hour or two
The night always ends with...Mary where are you?

© Jon Arno

1 comment:

  1. Elizabeth Wesley This is wonderful Jon, a departure from what you usually write but a wonderful rhyme of a derelict fellow living in a world of his own.

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