Francis Duggan Beautiful Poems

In the blue sky just a few specks of gray
In the evening of a beautiful day
Though last night it rained and more rain on the way
And that more rain is needed 'twould be fair to say
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She sees things of beauty in all that she see
And what's beautiful to her seems ugly to me
What to her is a flower to me is a weed
We do seem so different so different indeed.
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She has little money to enjoy or spend
But to other people she is a good friend
To help out her poverty line neighbours she goes out of her way
And for her assistance she never asks for pay.
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The bluebells adorn the ditch of the bohreen
And on the hedgerows and in leafy groves of Dereen
The songbirds are singing in the dawning gray
Just before sunrise on a beautiful day
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A Beautiful evening in March in the early Fall
The magpies are fluting the corellas call
And the red wattlebirds on the blossoming trees
Their loud cacklings carrying in the freshening breeze.
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A beautiful day in Winter with warmth in the sunlight
And the clouds in the blue sky so woolly like and white
And the white backed magpie piping on high branch of tall pine tree
A great day for to be alive and life's okay with me.
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Perhaps she is one who is not free of guile
But she is one who has such a beautiful smile
And a beautiful smile carries one a long way
It does more for one than words can ever say,
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The high woods are bathed in sunshine it is such a beautiful day
The rufous whistler he is whistling his song to his identity a give away
His kind often whistle before rain and storm perhaps a change in the weather is near
One knows it will rain in warm Summer weather when the songs of the birds one does hear
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The moon did appear from behind dark clouds
Only again for to steal out of sight
And boobook owl called in the Parkland
His voice echoing in the calm night.
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'Tis surely an Earthly Utopia Killarney by the Pacific sea
In the sunlit park by saltwater the magpie lark calls out pee wee
Between Warrnambool and Port Fairy where Nature's beauty and peace reside
Where the oystercatchers can be heard piping above the din of the incoming tide
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With a forecast high of twenty one degrees
A beautiful evening of sunshine and breeze
On the trees and bushes birds whistle and sing
With only five days left of the calendar Spring
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A beautiful March day in Autumn the sun shining bright in the clear sky
The silver billed magpie is piping and white butterflies in the park fly
The magpie larks searching for slugs and insects from time to time call out pee wee
Familiar in their song and habits and birds that one often does see
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The flies are buzzing in the sunshine and the little dark brown honeybees
Are busily gathering nectar from the flowers of the blossoming trees
On a beautiful day in October of around 27 degrees
And Nature she is at her calmest with only a very faint breeze
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The lorikeets chirp on the flowering gum trees it is such a beautiful day
And through the sunlit gardens the butterflies flit tiny dark spots on their wings of gray
The parklands and gardens lovely in their flowers and only a slight Summer breeze
The temperatures perfect for the time of year a tad over twenty degrees.
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The camellias bloom in Winter when the skies are cold and gray
When the sun shines at it's weakest and the Spring seems far away
Each tree an individual by the shade of flowers they bear
An avenue of camellias of one shade of flowers more often than not rare.
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In her early eighties one who is carefree
A beautiful person in her I do see
I like her for the person she appears to be
And I like her because she is so nice to me
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Like a beautiful pink camellia that's how you appear to me
That bloom in chilly August on it's dark green mother tree
So bright and fresh and pretty in the wintery wind and rain
That's how you've always looked to me and that's how you will remain.
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The beautiful azalea is a woody shrub that never grows into a tree
But the pink flowers on the azalea are so beautiful to see
In the cool to warm days of October when Spring is in the air
And beautiful Mother Nature flowers on her green cloak wear,
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The wattlebirds calling on the flowering gum trees
On a beautiful day in mid Winter of around eighteen degrees
Such beautiful weather for the time of year
Six weeks to September and Spring is drawing near
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The magpie larks calling out pee wee in the sunlit park by the bay
With just a few gray clouds in the blue sky it is such a beautiful day
For late April beyond mid Autumn there is even warmth in the breeze
The weather temperatures for the time of year quite amazing well over twenty degrees
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Leah a name she adopted Leah was not her first name
And in the Country she came from she is an object of shame
She chose Leah because she liked it and that's the name she now goes by
And she came here as an exile and as an exile she will die.
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Perhaps i enjoyed my few seconds of fame
When the beautiful lady she called me by name
The warmth of her greeting with me it did stay
And she surely did help for to brighten my day
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A beautiful to look at woman with blond hair and pretty blue eyes
That many young males are attracted to her does not at all seem a surprise
But male admirers swell the female ego of her beauty she is aware
She is a very vain young woman though people like her are not rare.
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The dry looking paddocks the colour of hay
Though it is indeed quite a beautiful day
With a forecast high of 24 degrees
And there is a refreshing coolness in the afternoon breeze.
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The shrike thrush who whistles that beautiful air
One would think he is one who does not have a care
It is not out of sheer joy that he bursts into song
But to warn his own kind this acre to him belong
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Live and let live is such a beautiful phrase
On such a life philosophy one can only heap praise
If everyone practiced it how much better off humanity would be
It would be a much better World for all to live in would you not agree
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Through Tipperary's Thurles Town
Of hurling glory and renown
Towards Semple park I trod my way
On Munster semi final day.
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In the mostly blue sky just a few clouds of gray
It is indeed a very nice Autumn day
Where the Merri flows into the Pacific near Lady Bay
A mother with her two young children in the shallows splash and play
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In a town where women of beauty are not rare
I am too old to worry and too old to care
Of beautiful women in their physical prime
An aging balding fellow on the wrong side of time
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Not many true stories and lots of old wives tales
Of Diana the beautiful deceased Princess of Wales
Of how she lived and of how she died
On some ways she did not have luck on her side
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The beautiful place just as the sun rise
Above the eastern horizon i can visualize
When Nature's feathered minstrels chirp, whistle and sing
The great gift of memory is such a beautiful thing
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The long range weather forecast is for warm and sunny and fine
The spotted doves coo in the morning sunshine
In the coastal park the song of the pee wee
In the warmth and quiet of the town by the sea.
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About her she has such a beautiful way
And fond memories of meeting her with me will stay
Her wavy hair dark as the wing of a crow
So lovely to look at and pleasant to know
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The years may have left your hair looking quite gray
But beautiful lady how are you today
In your kind gray eyes a kind God I can see
The beauty you possess seems obvious to me
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When I was a young Schoolboy more than five decades ago
I first saw the dark brown river bird with breast as white as snow
On a rock midst the stream rapids a mile west of the town
I watched as he sang his head bobbed up and down.
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In this part of the Country mine is a strange face
But I feel so at home in this beautiful place
The sun of mid morning on the eucalypt trees
And there is a cool freshness in the mountain breeze
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The sun it is shining on a beautiful day
And the weather forecast has more of the same on the way
The magpies are singing on the sunlit trees
Their flute like notes carrying in the freshening breeze
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I went in search of God searched everywhere around
But no sight or trace of the Supreme Being anywhere to be found
I searched amongst the bushes and gazed at the trees
Their sunlit leaves rustling in the freshening breeze,
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Today as I walked in the park in the rain
I thought of old fields of my past once again
In the drizzling rain birds chirped on the hedgerow
Near where the stream bank high to the river did flow.
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The magpies are warbling on the sunlit trees
Their music is carrying in the evening breeze
That blow from the sea through the park by the bay
It is such a beautiful December day
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The sun it is shining in the sky blue and gray
So good to be living on this beautiful day
The paddocks and park-lands are looking so green
And the beauty of Spring is everywhere to be seen
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I long to be far from this loud city street
Where the creek from the hill and the river does meet
And the shrike thrush does sing on the black wattle tree
The beautiful place lives in my memory
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Dark haired and pretty about her she has a nice way
The beautiful woman that i met today
Her husband he has in her a lovely wife
Some men do have all the good luck in life
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There are bright sunny days even when Winter is about
In Australia the beautiful Land of the south
For the holidaying tourist so much for to see
In the home of pittosporum and wattle and eucalypt tree
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White butterflies above the brown paddocks play
On the second of March quite a beautiful day
The leaves on the deciduous trees not yet turning brown
In the coastal Moyne Shire near old Koroit Town
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In this beautiful and sunny Land of the far south
No shortage of material for to write rhymes about
Though low the water dams and bone dry every drain
This evening we did have a few showers of rain
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The waves of saltwater lap up on the sand
On this beautiful day in a beautiful Land
on the drying kelp and sea weed starlings search for sea lice and sand flies
And the calm coastal air full of silver gull cries
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Though to the people who live there mine was a stranger's face
They made me feel welcome in their beautiful place
The people as beautiful as the place they live in
It is true about goodness it does come from within
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I daydreamed i was on a beach in Brazil
Dancing to the samba drummers after drinking my fill
Of easy for to drink red Brazilian wine
On a nice day in Summer of pleasant sunshine
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She is such a beautiful person and she has such a beautiful face
And the World for her living in it is surely a much better place
One always willing to help others in her ways so gentle and kind
She is always smiling and happy the one with the beautiful mind
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