Francis Duggan Poems

Most say he is a hero but I'll leave that up to you
For Pete himself say what he did anyone else might do
The young girl in the river fell the water flowed bank high
He swam in and he dragged her out he could have watched her die.
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It's not easy to live decent in society of today
Some may look on you as soft touch and see you as easy prey
Some may see you as 'meal ticket' and advantage of you take
And say to themselves this one's easy as easy as a 'piece of cake'.
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The magpie larks in the mid morning calling
And sun and wind promise a balmy day
And old Fred with his blue heeler out walking
The shingled shore along the sunlit bay.
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I fancy I can see you old Duhallow
The swallows o'er your fields wing to and fro
And cows from wintering houses out on pasture
And birds are whistling on the green hedgerow.
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Robert Service and Jack London poems and stories wrote and told
Of their great days in the Yukon when men risked their all for gold
When they flocked up to the bleak north braved the Winter ice and snow
For to make an instant fortune back a century ago.
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They seldom venture out in light of day
And from the sun they hide themselves away
And I have only seen two I recall
High on a tree in Selby at nightfall.
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The cold winds howl in the woodlands and the crow like pied currawongs
Sing and whistle on the high gums they have been piping all day long
And when the currawongs are singing rain is never far away
You can bank on rain tomorrow if it doesn't rain today.
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You have never been your Country's President or won Olympic gold
But you too have a story and your story ought be told
You've took the good days with the bad and you've known life's ups and downs
And you too had your marvellous dreams of glory and renown.
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In New South Wales he spent his boyhood day
The little man with hair of silver gray
In paddock by his house the roos did play
And the nearest town was twenty miles away.
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I am not nostalgic person though my past still clings to me
And I still hear the chaffinch singing on the leafy alder tree
And though he sings in a green valley more than half a World away
He is near me very near me in my heart he sings today.
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