Francis Duggan Poems

That beauty is in the eyes of the beholder remains true today
The old bloke in his eighties his hair silver gray
Can only see great physical beauty in his aged wife
Though her physical appearance does tell of one of a long lived life
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In the Geriwerd Ranges of scrub, bushes and trees
Where the dark tribes once lived and had their corroborees
The old Wannon River babbles on night and day
Through the treed countryside to the sea far away
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You and i see things in ways differently
What is ordinary to you seems amazing to me
We are individuals for want of a better name
How boring we would be if we all were the same
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For to make the World better to live in
On some self improvement one ought to begin
Since there is more to living of life than me, myself and i
Success based on wealth and fame is based on a lie
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On my flights of fancy i hear the Claramore Rill
With a crystal clear tongue that is never still
Babbling in the fields from it's source by the hill
Towards the ocean bound rivers it flows with a will
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Bunjil the God of the Kooris the land known as Victoria today
As the creator of the people, the flora and fauna, the mountains and rivers homage to him they did pay
To white fellows God not that very different since they too believed Bunjil created everything
In their corroborees and song sessions the praises of Bunjil they did sing
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It is not for fame or for fortune that the urge for to write in them is strong
It is just that they find contentment in writing for they are the makers of song
They write just for their own enjoyment a short story, poem or a play
Without any wish to become wealthy and famous they are not ambitious in any way
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I remember i heard Burns Afton Water in the Square in Millstreet Town
Sung by an old traveling musician with gray in his hair of brown
As he played on his concertina at the September Horse Fair
The beauty in his singing voice and music wafting in the morning air
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Long before the first humans came down off of the trees
Through centuries of time life forms had been evolving by degrees
To suit the environment they were born to live in
The changes in Nature takes place from within
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They thought that they were fighting for freedom of British rule for Ireland in a war far away
But perhaps the tag of traitors with them in Ireland does stay
David Lloyd George the then Prime Minister promised them of British rule Ireland would be free
If they fought on the side of Britain in time going back a century
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