Francis Duggan Poems

It has been more than twenty years and in that there's many a dawn
Since I have seen the high fields of green old Tooreenbawn
My sister Margaret and her husband Michael Casey lives there and there they raised their family
And it has been two decades since any of them I see.
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A war fought more than three hundred years ago they see fit to celebrate
One might say they are not up with the times a long way out of date
What happened three hundred years ago can hardly be of relevance to today
That seems more than living in the past that does seem fair to say
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For the past few days it has been raining yet we need far more rain
And the creeks they are not flowing and little water in any drain
It has been said that for the present el nino is back at sea
But two days of rain is scarce sufficent to heal the affects of the longest drought in history,
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As long as you've not harmed any other or to none been unfair
Of how others look upon you why should you even care
Just leave them to their judgemental ways since they have nothing better to do
And they are not critical of others when they are criticizing you.
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Called after Django Rheinhardt the greatest guitarist of his time
There was none greater than him when he was in his prime,
To the Ladds and the Veal families he's the new pride and joy
A toast to Damian and Vanessa and their fair haired baby boy.
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The former Rose of Dunkeld she is fading in time
Four decades ago when she was in her prime
With shoulder length hair that was wavy and brown
She was the great beauty of Hamilton Town.
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He is the youngest of our family
And it has been twenty years since him I last did see
But lately I spoke to him and one of his sons Richard by phone
Talking to him took me back to good times we have known.
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In an age when celebrity worship is seen as the in thing
The praises of the wealthy and famous many love to sing
But few sing the praises of old Jim next door
Quite frail on his last birthday he turned eighty four,
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The roadway from Belgrave to Emerald is narrow and twisty and high
And the tall gums that border it in Selby they almost seem to touch the sky
A dangerous road for to drive on for people who dare to drive fast
Their luck finally runs out on them good luck never does seem to last
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The old hills of Sherbrooke of tall mountain ash trees
In fancy i hear the laughter of the kookaburra echoing in the breeze
Blowing through the high wooded country from here far away
But great memories of such beauty are with me today,
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