Francis Duggan Poems

The billionaire's daughter she looks rather plain
But that she is not short of suitors is not hard to explain
For many young males hearts do not rule their head
And money speaks every language as it has been said.
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He said he feels so disappointed since she swore before God in the church
That till death she would love and stay with him and never leave him in the lurch
But after ten years of marriage she left him and took their eight and nine years old daughter and son
And though he feels so sad and hard done by I do suppose what's done is done.
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This need for recognition it is in everyone
Just to be commended for a job well done
For to be ignored can be a hurtful thing
As it can live in the mind as a painful mental sting
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She lived with her blind mother beside a purling stream
In their little white washed cottage in the Valley of Rosheen
Her hair as dark as raven's wing and her eyes blue as ripened sloes
The sightless widow's only child the lovely maid named Rose.
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The pigeons from the rooftop watch as she shuffles by
And they recognize their food source and down towards her they fly
On the grass margins by the pavement the pigeons mill around
As she opens her paper bag full of grain and spreads it around.
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A pleasant Autumn day of wind and sunshine
And yellow leaves depart their trees and fall
To Mother Earth who silently receives them
And wattlebirds on flowering gum trees call.
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Life is your greatest gift in truth one can say
Feel happy you have woke for to greet a new day
Though luck it is not on your side of late
And in your life you have nothing to celebrate
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In your private moments have you ever wept for the past
For the good days for you that did not seem to last
Your legs wearied by time can no longer walk fast
And nowadays the clouds of your mind at most times overcast
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Mud nesting birds everyday i hear and see
Medium sized black and white they do sing regularly
They build cup shaped nest of mud on fork high on branch of tree
They are known as mudlarks or magpie larks and many call them pee wee
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In humanity no such a thing as a superior breed
Since red is the blood we all shed when we bleed
We are all born as mortals and all mortals do die
The same for the wealthy celebrities as for you and i
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