Someday Poem by Francis Duggan

Somewhere down along life's line
For each human the sun will shine
Your life won't always remain drear
Someday the gloom will disappear.

The man raised in a city slum
He has reason to feel glum
But he may wake to find some day
Dejection many miles away.

The prostitute she walks the street
A customer hoping to meet
If that's her only way to live
Then God her sin he will forgive.

The crook is serving time in jail
At living honest he did fail
His sentence served they set him free
And over is his misery.

The aristocrat may build an expensive house
And buy a mink coat for his spouse
But all his money cannot buy
The simple thing called living joy.

The Gipsies a nomadic race
Never settle in any place
It may seem funny but you will find
That the Gipsy race know peace of mind.

Puzzling indeed life can be
Like an apple on a tree
Someday it has got to fall
So must humans one and all.

Worry not too much for wealth
But be grateful for your health
In this old World we cannot stay
We have got to leave someday.