Francis Duggan Poems

The years have left me feeling weary and looking gray
But from Nature i learn something new every day
Her beauty is everywhere around me
A beauty i do not have to pay to see
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I have seen the migrant sanderling feeding on the southern shore
Thousands of miles south of Clara overlooking Claramore
And in the sunlit Gold Coast park lands i have heard the figbirds sing
In the warmth of the sub tropics of the southern Queensland Spring
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The anthem of a football club you never hear him sing
One not of any group or club he just does his own thing
On politics amongs other things his feelings are not known
Of his kind it is never said he is one of our own
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A World Champion formula one bike rider one of the best of his time
Casey Stoner an Australian legend is retiring in his prime
Only in his mid twenties in his sport the World's best
One never found to be wanting when put to the test
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The Rose of Koroit where might she be today
Some say she's in Sydney or in Byron Bay
Or in the Sunshine Coast of Queensland bronzed from the tropical sun
When you are only twenty two life can be so much fun
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Have you ever felt the emptiness within
From the feeling you are a loser that you cannot seem to win
In your life's uphill journey you are battling the odds
You believe you must be one of the children of the lesser gods
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Those i thought were my friends have become strangers to me
And strangers around me are all i can see
The person i am i do not seem to know
And apart from all others in my ways i do grow
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I have never met a really bad person of that i can say
And such wonderful people i meet every day
People who to help those in need of helping who go out of their way
Respect to them in words i only can pay
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That politicians are our reflective mirrors would you not agree
At least anyhow that's how it seems to me
For the people who serve our needs best we only do vote
And some time and effort on getting them elected we are willing to devote
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I have penned rhymes of Nature and of love and of life
Of the homeless fellow and the long suffering wife
Of life forms of land, oceans and waterways and animals, birds and bees
And the soughing of the wind in the branches of the trees
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