Francis Duggan Poems

With the sun on their dark wings In the clear blue sky
The swallows in pursuit of flying insects fly
The countryside looking lush and green after the recent showers
And in the paddocks large bunches of yellow cape flowers
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Those willing to give can expect to receive
This is something that should not be hard to believe
Those who live for self only become self obsessed
With the great gift of sharing they have not been blessed
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They have been trapped poisoned, shot and exposed to disease and yet they survive
And this due in part to their sexual drive
One female rabbit can give birth to forty young a year
That they are Nature's survivorsseems obviously clear
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As a young man he yearned for places elsewhere
So he went to see life in the big World out there
And the lust for the wander is in him today
In any one place his is not a long stay
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She smiled and said hello on passing my way
Just meeting her did bring some joy to my day
A stranger to me I may never more meet
She carried joy with her on walking the street
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Sunshine in a blue sky on a beautiful day
A cool coastal breeze blowing uphill from the bay
The blackbirds are singing their October melodies
And the warbling of the magpies carrying in the breeze
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Across green old Duhallow from here far away
Cool winds from the Boggeraghs are blowing today
In October a cool, wet and windy time of year
In the prime of the Autumn as Winter draws near
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For the remainder of his given time span
He just wishes to live as a good and an honourable man
And help anyone of his helping in need
Without expecting reward for any good deed
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None of us truly independent why otherwise pretend
A truly lost person is the one without a friend
The one of a friend who does not feel in need
On life's tougher moments is a sad one indeed
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To your higher self try to live as true
And pay to all others the respect they are due
It is so easy in words for to drag others down
There are negative people in every town
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