If I Die Tomorrow A Few Of Me Might Say Poem by Francis Duggan

If I die tomorrow a few of me might say
He seemed to love Nature in his own strange way
His rhymes like wild rabbits through his life multiplied
As a poetaster he lived and as a poetaster he died.

If I die tomorrow I will die satisfied
That though I failed as a writer my very best I tried
Only of the best writers we hear of and read
And so many must fail for just one to succeed.

I've had a good life of that why should I lie
And it will not be of hunger that I will die
I'd rather die quickly than linger for years
And for one more worthy save all of your tears.

If I die tomorrow I will have found my peace
And all I ask of life is a painless release
I do not need a headstone to tell of where I lay
Though I do hope that this for me not my last day.