Francis Duggan Poems

The ego that is out of control
Does block out the light from the soul
With the self it does become obsessed
Those with a small ego seem blessed,
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Your acquaintances in numbers do grow
And many you visually know
But when I say your friends are so few
I'm not telling you anything new
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For July a rare sunny day
The sun peep through the clouds of gray
And the nest building magpie does sing
Five weeks from the first day of Spring.
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The clock on his life ticks away
He has known a far better day
His wife's remains in Nature's bosom lay
And the years have left him looking gray.
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I've been told by some I've been wasting my time
In the penning of far too much doggerel rhyme
That as at writing as such I will never succeed
But even good advice I am not one to heed
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You can only live to be good as you can
For to be a good woman or be a good man
And do if you can your good deed of the day
And to help one in trouble go out of your way
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His children and his women at odds with each other over his billions today
But all is quiet and peaceful where at rest his bones lay
He did not make a will in itself that's not rare
But not everyone dies as a known billionaire
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I often recall the wise words of wise man Old Joe
He said if you do not have a friend you do not have a foe
In retrospect that does make great sense to me
Since your once best friend can become your worst enemy
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Those who cash in on others misfortunes in their ways are so very small
They may think they are very clever but they are not nice people at all
It happens to so many people to those down in their luck every day
That some prosper out of the downfall of others does seem such a sad thing to say
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I first fell in love with Nature going back more than five decades of time
And by the animals and birds who lived near me in my late twenties I was inspired to rhyme
Yet the more that I learn about her so little about her I realize I know
Our Earth Mother she is amazing and my wonder of her only grow
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