Francis Duggan Poems

The timelessness of Mother Nature her Seasons they come and they go
Her streams and her rills flow to her rivers and her rivers to her oceans flow
Humans only live for a short span but Nature will always live on
So many I knew in my young days back to the Earth Mother have gone.
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The whim it forever has left me I recall when I was a boy
I never found it any bother with my hands raised for to touch the sky
And now that I am decades older and my hair with age is silver gray
The sky that I touched as a young one from me seems millions of sky miles away.
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If I should farewell old Wonthaggi I'll miss people that I know there
I'll miss Georgie Waters and Stella Hitchins good people like them are quite rare
And Jessica Harrison and Julie Tyrell and Jack Iversen the unsung hero of old Loch Street
One who would go out of his way for to help you people like him one always don't meet.
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How can anyone mistake him this gray feathered minstrel of the Spring
On the sunlit gums and wattles all day long he whistle and sing
Nature lovers of Eastern Australia recognize him by his song
Once heard he cannot be mistaken the next time you won't get him wrong.
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Lets hear it for the unsung heroes our toasting glasses to them we'll raise
Those who volunteer their time free of charge for good causes they are surely worthy of our praise
They go off to third World Countries for to help out those in dire poverty
They surely deserve to be honoured for their love of Humanity.
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It would be nice to lay amongst the woolly looking clouds of the sky
To where the lark to sing his songs does fly
Of such a thing suppose one can only dream
Though nothing is impossible 'twould seem,
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He is now in the land of the reaper the one who penned many a song
One of if not the last of the rhymers to the bardic tradition he belong
A fellow who loved life and Nature he surely had the gift of rhyme
Right up till his end he was writing the greatest song man of his time.
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Before a fully enlightened human age pigs will have learned how to fly
And elephants in huge air ships will trumpet in the sky
And dogs will communicate by email and cats will play guitars
And wombats will be astronauts and taking trips to mars.
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Quite different to patriotism 'the stay at home' would not understand
The nostalgia that's felt by the migrant when thinking about the Homeland
The nostalgia that gives rise to sadness for what was and cannot be never more
She fancy she hears the gulls calling above the cliffs of the Homeshore.
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There is not any truth in the saying that only the good do die young
Old Debby she died in her eighties and her praises never were sung
On her own she raised her two sons and three daughters her husband Joe in an accident died
She had to work to raise her offsprings when of the family bread winner she was denied.
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