Francis Duggan Poems

Since compared to many my troubles seem small
I do not have a reason for worry at all
As the wise one said from worrying nothing to gain
The thought in such wisdom with me does remain
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So very strange indeed the ways of life
The man who loves his dog does dislike his ex wife
And since to pay her off he had to sell his house
He pities the man who has her for his spouse
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The strength in the human will for survival is something one cannot deny
And with very little money people manage to get by
Even in the worst living circumstance many seem to cope
Something they could not manage to do if they did not have hope
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The undying bug of wander in some people is strong
When young Eugene Brosnan left the Town of Millstreet with him he took his guitar along
He busked around Europe in many a city and town
At the start of his journey to greater renown
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It does look like that time is catching up on me
And so much of the world i never will see
Though in my travels i have met people from almost everywhere
It is not a small World the big World out there
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'Twas sad to read of the passing of Jim Cashman he died in Springwood New South Wales from Tullig far away
I remember him when i was a young fellow he was then fast approaching his prime day
As a young man he was such a carefree person tall and lean and lively on his feet
He and Fiona Hickey Duhallow's finest rock 'n' rollers the dance craze they introduced to Millstreet
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It has been awhile since my hair was dark brown
Since i was a younger man near Millstreet Town
Far north of this Country even as the bird fly
In distance at least ten thousand miles of sky
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Utopia is surely not that far away
From beautiful Port Fairy on this Summer like day
Though in mid to late Winter in the southern July
There is not one gray cloud in the blue and sunny sky
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Of his adventures Big Jim has many stories for to share
The man who risked his life for a bet for a dare
He jumped into a flooded river that was flowing at great speed
Where the wary fear to venture the bravest succeed
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I feel lady luck must be smiling on me
For wherever i turn to look only beauty i see
A crimson rosella chirping on a sunlit tree
A beautiful image to live in memory
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