Francis Duggan Poems

The lives of people that she knew in verse she did recall
And what Ledwidge was to county Meath she was to Donegal
She wrote about the coastal lands and the Islands of the sea
And Elizabeth Shane still living in her beautiful poetry.
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His father a decorated soldier a noble hearted one
And he the ballad singer sings of battles fought and won
A true chip of the the old block when all is said and done
He has his father's D N A and he is his father's son.
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He was a major writer of his time
John Masefield he penned long stories in rhyme
It can be said of him he was a great
His legacy the genius he did create.
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To sick children's lives joy and laughter he bring
The praises of Patch Adams i feel happy to sing
He makes sick children laugh and to their lives he brings joy
And laughter is the best medicine for an ill girl or boy,
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Do not take life too seriuously as time quickly ticks away
And soon you will be older and using hair dye to cloak your gray
Few wish to know the sad faced one as some are known to say
You may as well be happy and laugh all through the day
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Unrivalled for their football skill
The great footballers of Brazil
And though they too have known of defeat
In the World Cup one of the hardest teams to beat
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Never give up on life live for as long as you can
That goes for every woman as well as every man
We only live once at life no second chance
So why not be happy and laugh, sing and dance.
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If you cannot accept me the way I am
Then kick me out your life and tell me scram
As you can't reshape the branch of full grown tree
So take me as I stand or let me be.
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Goodbye, good luck and may good fortune be with you and follow you to where-ever to you go
I did not know you well only in passing we nodded as we met and said hello
I do regret I did not get to know you better though in common we had little for to share
We all are different in our ways and thinking a fact of which I am all too aware.
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Some childhood memories with us seem to linger
And I recall when I was nine or so
Of seeing blue tit fly from hole in standing tree stump
One April day more than forty years ago.
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