Francis Duggan Poems

With anti ageing creams and brown hair dyes she hides her wrinkles and
gray
And clearly she has known of a far better day
In her physical prime her shoulder length hair was as dark as the wing of a crow
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Life is what you make of it as some like to say
But in reality it is not this way
For millions of people who are doing it tough
Who are often hungry and live and sleep rough
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Where old Clara Mountain forever looks down
Julia Mary was born and raised a Duggan just west of Millstreet town
But in Claraghatlea she was one who would not stay
As a young woman she migrated to the U S of A
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Of talk of celebrity multi millionaires and billionaires i quickly does tire
Since they are not the type of people that i do admire
For my heroines and heroes there is never a street parade
Though to the lives of the marginalized a huge difference they have made
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My past has followed me from a Land far away
But we can only live in the now and the now is today
The sun shining bright in a sky of blue and gray
And the weather quite pleasant for late Autumn and May
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Jack Hardy is one who loves his glass of cheer
With his mates in the pub he does enjoy his beer
A great grandfather in his eighties he lives on his own
By all of the patrons of the local pub he is well liked and well known
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The legend it is living of her today
The girl who was drowned on Saltwater Bay
Going back in time some two decades ago
That her disappearance remains as a mystery happens to be so
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On my flights of fancy i sometimes does hear
The curlew over the bog of Denny The Master in the Spring of the year
When the hawthorns are cloaked on their bloom of pale gray
And the old fields looking resplendent in their wildflowers of May
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In the age of self promotion boasting of self is the in thing
And at every community gathering people their own praises sing
In the early twenty first century the humble have become few
That bragging now is seen as normal is not saying anything that is new
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At the grave of the fallen hero The Last Post has been played
But he was not there this morning to march in the big war parade
And he had to give his young life for to become a great name
And he does not know where he lay of his glory and his fame
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