Francis Duggan Poems

Time it is catching up on him his best days in the distant past
Once he could dance without tiring once he could run very fast
A shadow of the man he once was his life is in it's late Fall
The clock on our lives always ticking old age it comes to us all
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You may feel the World is against you and if you feel that way
For you that's how it must be
For there is so much truth in the saying
That we create our reality.
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The spur wing plovers at nesting time they trust none as a friend
And they try to chase off all intruders to beyond where their borders end
Their blotched eggs blend in well with their background and can prove hard to find
Of all of the birds that I know of one of the most aggressive kind
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Our elected representatives are our reflective mirror does that seem fair to say
And what we sow we do receive life's always been this way
Our deceitful and greedy politicians the mirror of our deceit and greed
Of corruption on election day 'tis we who plant the seed
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The more I learn about Nature the more My realization grow
How little about her I do seem to know
Her secrets are many her beauty is rare
And none other with her can hope to compare
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Into the last month of Winter and the wattles cloaked in yellow flowers in bloom
And pink flowers on the camellias and yellow flowers on the broom
And all through the night the white backed magpies sing
On the third week of August coming up to the Spring
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The word immortal only applies to Nature all others have to die
And that applies to everyone including you and I
The years go by so quickly and too soon we grow old
For time takes care of everyone including the bravest and the bold
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With fondness I remember my aunt Mary Ellen the woman married to my uncle Dan
She was my role model and mentor long before I grew into a man
She taught me old songs from her childhood and poems to me she did recite
And she gave me valuable insights on Nature before I learned how to read and to write.
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Of the judgements of the living judgemental in death we can only be free
Some people don't just have it in them to embrace their humanity
Perhaps they cannot help it if they lack in compassion if before they think they speak twice
And maybe they have poor role models and they live their lives on bad advice
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My best years of penning stuff well may be gone
But I must be addictive as I keep penning on
Some friends even tell me you've said all you have to say
'Tis time you gave scribbling of doggerel away
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