Francis Duggan Poems

With shoulder length wavy hair of hazel brown
She bloomed like a fair rose in the Duhallow town
And eyes of dark blue as blue as the ripened sloe
With the warmth of sunshine in her cheerful hello
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I struggle to define the definition between buddy and friend and mate
Lost in definition i have been of late
Though seemingly similar the words buddy, mate and friend
In them may vary in meaning why otherwise pretend
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The silver gulls mewing above Lady Bay
And in the blue sunny sky just a few clouds of gray
The welcome swallows chasing flying insects do chirp as they fly
The dark fleet winged speedsters of the southern sky
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Some may say of you that you are not good enough
But the tough does get going when the going it gets tough
To the club of losers you do not belong
You have the will in you to prove your critics wrong
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On looking back the Seasons i realize how quickly time has gone
And the clock on my life ever keeps ticking on
Some four decades ago i was in my life's prime
And now in my late sixties i am running out of time
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One without a tribe and one without a clan
He is what one might call a fringe dwelling man
In the prime of his life yet to many not known
He does not have friends one always on his own
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The sun in the gray clouds is hidden away
And the dark welcome swallows are flying low today
It has rained heavily this morning and more rain seems near
The Southern March as weather goes a changeable time of year
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The true Australians have in them empathy
And for the sufferings of others they feel sympathy
They do not look down on the homeless the stateless and those in poverty
But sad to say in their own Country they are in a minority
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For my mistakes in life i only have myself for to blame
And for everyone else it has to be the same
But from our mistakes we should learn as the wise one does say
Though some slow to learn it does seem this way
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In the flat coastal country by night and by day
With a quiet babble the dark Moyne slowly winds on it's way
On towards Griffith Island to the Pacific shore
It has flowed forever and will forever more
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