Francis Duggan Poems

Most of us would live our lives differently if we could turn back time
If we did have another chance for to live in our lives prime
But old father time keeps ticking and for us does not wait
And soon far sooner than we think we will reach our use by date
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'Tis a steep hill to drive on or to walk up the hilly road to Knocknagree
And the old memories live on in my ageing memory
Of Sliabh Luachra's highest Village perched on the higher ground
With a great view of the mountains for miles and miles around.
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Brown and rugged Clara Mountain forever looking down
On Duhallow and Sliabh Luachra and the fields of Millstreet and Millstreet Town
From the het that grew between the bracken when the lark sang in the sky
We eat the blue ripened whortleberries on warm evening in July.
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They chirp all year round to nightfall from daybreak
The voices of the house sparrows one should never mistake
They are born to chirp till the day that they die
And they too serve some purpose just like you and i,
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Big brothers disciples may call you a never do well
But you have a story as much as they have to tell
Maybe not a story of fame and success
But you have a story for to tell none the less
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Her hair reaches to her shoulders her hair wavy and brown
And she looks very beautiful the Rose of Penshurst Town
She blooms forth in the sunshine like a rose after rain
And what's a loss to Penshurst is surely Geelong's gain
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One of Australia's finest shearers is his claim to renown
A top shearer in the shearing sheds many miles from Koroit Town
Many miles from the coastal countryside near Warrnambool where the Merri waters flow
That countryside he has not seen since he left there six years ago.
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An ageing bloke from Claraghatlea is all I'll ever be
Who has travelled far from the old Townland though it would seem to me
That others have travelled far more and more Lands than i have seen
Though that does not prove one's worth as a person to tell of places you have been
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Prometheus stole fire from the supreme God Zeus and gave it to the mortals in their cave
He deceived Zeus for to help the poor Prometheus he was brave
He was punished by Zeus but from the poor Zeus could not take back the fire
The legend of Prometheus is a legend to inspire.
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When we look towards the future a future can we see
For all of the races of the World who make up Humanity
In a World of six billion plus people the pressure on Nature's reserves are great
And with climate change now Worldwide we worry for our fate
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