Francis Duggan Poems

The oak tree forlorn and leafless and the day is cold and gray
But through the earth young buds are peeping Spring cannot be far away
And the spotted dove is cooing making known his territory
And any time of year in Nature wondrous things to hear and see.
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Old Mary Sue who lives by the rail crossing
She will be seventy on her next birthday
In her hair she doesn't use tints dyes or colours
And she is not ashamed to show her gray.
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Respect to it has more than a one sided way
Do not expect the respect of others if respect to them you don't pay
You treat other people as you'd like them to treat you
And in turn they will give you the respect you are due
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He never went to college yet few as great as he
Nor to his name he never had a literary degree
He was a Singing Ploughboy he came up the hard way
His songs are sung around the World and his legend lives today.
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Enjoy life as much as you can do since you will be forever dead
And just live for the now seize the moment and don't look back or too far ahead
You don't have to drink lots of alcohol for a good time strong liquor you ought not to swill
It can leave you feeling hung over and all next day feeling quite ill
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His Grandparents were Romani people from his maternal side
In Countries of Eastern Europe they travelled far and wide
But the most basic human right their right to life of them even denied
In Belzec Concentration Camp where a million people died.
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In fancy I do hear the male pheasant crow
In the field by the river where the rank rushes grow
A father though none of his young he does know
The females to his life they come and they go.
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Though most of her secrets from us well hidden away
From Nature we learn something new every day
Yet my wonder of her only does seem to grow
And the more I learn of her the less of her I know I do know
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The sun it does seem to be struggling through the dark gray clouds for to shine
And though rain is in the weather forecast the day it is holding out fine
'Tis the typical sort of weather one expects of Victoria's Fall
Threatening to rain very often though on the dry side overall
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It is Spring now in the Northlands the Northlands far away
And the hawthorns are heavily laden in their white blooms of the May
And the hooded crow is cawing in his cloak of black and gray
And the white breasted dipper singing in the river all the day.
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