Jo Poem by Francis Duggan

Her poems are full of beauty of sunshine, birds and flowers
And of the workings of Nature she can converse for hours
And as wise and as knowledgeable as anyone I know
A living encylopaedia is the ageing Poetess Jo.

She has protested against developers for more than forty years
And the sight of a wombat on the roadside dead to her eyes bring the tears
She says the thought of a World without it's wild creatures is even hard to bear
And there would be far less road kills if people drove with care.

She never mothered children nor to any man was wife
And to write poems about Nature is her greatest joy in life
All of the birds that live around her she can even recognize them by their song
And her bond to old Mother Earth one might say is quite strong.

In her mid to late sixties she is showing her years in gray
And makeup and anti ageing creams a waste of money she say
Yet she looks quite attractive despite the wear of time
And she must have looked beautiful when she was in her prime

To anti development protests she travels far and wide
And till the reaper claim her she will be on Nature's side
She says the birds and animals own every bush and tree
And with her thinking on that I only can agree.

In the fight to save our Planet she is a leading light
And it is not for fame or fortune that poetry she write
But to pay homage to Nature through her poetry she pray
And for her beautiful green Goddess she writes poems every day.