Francis Duggan Poems

I have seen a bit of the World though many have seen more of it than me
But a man from Duhallow is all i can be
Duhallow far north of here as the migrant bird fly
In distance by air thousands of miles of sky
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They raised three children two girls and a boy
And for awhile they knew love and married life did enjoy
But last July their marriage fiftieth anniversary they did not celebrate
In their life's calendar just another date
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The extraordinary young man in the ordinary town
His escape from reality his daydreams of renown
An International rock star the fans chant his name
A feel good feeling for him his imaginary fame
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Doesn't matter your color, religion, gender or race
If you are short of money yours is a low social place
Those who say money speaks every language are speaking the truth
For those who are short of money know about lack of ruth
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Of the praises of love's joy and pleasure many known for to sing
But the flip side of love can be a sorrowful thing
The sad feeling of lost love can linger for years
Sometimes what begins in laughter can finish in tears
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Known as the Waterford Lumberjack the man from Lismore
In Irish pubs and clubs for him many a rapturous encore
His name Jim Ed Huston one famed and widely known
Through years of travel and entertaining his reputation has grown
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He lives in a town where he is not well known
Where anyone never refer to him as one of our own
He often does think of his hometown by the bay
From this dry inland countryside 300k's away
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The day it is pleasant a freshening breeze
Is gently stirring the leaves in the bushes and trees
And silver billed magpie in the mood for song
Among Nature's finest songsters he surely does belong
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As a photographer she is held in the highest esteem
Her images of hare coursing in Ireland are truly supreme
Due to her postings on smugmug she has become known far and wide
The god who gives gifts is surely on her side
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I know i have lived most of my time span
But i will cling on to life for as long as i can
For there is so much of the World i have yet to see
The lust of the wander still living in me
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