A Man From Duhallow Is All I Can Be Poem by Francis Duggan

Wherever my road in life to does lead me
A man from Duhallow is all i can be
The accent i was born into is with me to stay
For as long as i live till my last night and day
From the Boggeragh Ranges from here far away
The Seasons of life have left me looking old and gray
Four decades of years beyond my physical prime
Eventually we all become victims of time
We all come from somewhere to all does apply
But our heritage to anyone we should not deny
I was born and raised in Claraghatlea near the Town of Millstreet
A short walk through the fields to where the rivers do meet
And wherever my road in life to does lead me
A man from Duhallow is all i can be.