Francis Duggan Poems

Kind and compassionate people in the World are not rare
The love they have in them with others they does share
The wise mother once did say to her young son
If you cannot love yourself you cannot love anyone
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In Mortlake today close to forty degrees
And the warm air full of the buzzing of bush flies and bees
Blowing across the dry countryside looking bare and brown
Above the sunlit streets of the old Moyne Shire Town
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I have written of many a Boggeragh Hill
And of many a babbling river and rill
Of this southern Country in distance far away
Where i would be a stranger to many today
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On the social ladder you may not have climbed far
But you ought to realize of how lucky you are
Mentally and physically you are feeling okay
And you wake from your sleep feeling well every day
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For his easy going ways and good Nature he was loved and known
In the passing of Jerry Horgan Ballydaly has lost one of it's own
One who never harmed anyone in any sort of a way
In Ballydaly he died where he first saw light of day
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One never offensive in his own quiet way
And a bad word of anyone he never did say
Now in his coffin in the grave where his Wife Annie lay
Darren the good man was; buried today
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When the last breath of life from the body has gone

Does the soul of the mind in some form live on
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Sad news out of Millstreet Town to read of today
Connie Mahony of the Bridge from life has passed away
In the presence of his family and Mary his devoted wife
Where he lived he lived out his last day in life
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In the sunny blue sky not a cloud of gray
And the silver gulls mewing above the sunlit bay
And above the scrub by the foreshore white butterflies play
It is such a beautiful February day
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If i had a billion in money or two
For those doing it tough so much i could do
For money means so much as many would say
And is seen has most important in the Human World of today
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