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Friday, December 28, 2007

The Noble Unsung Hero

He has seen many Seasons has slept in a gipsy's camp
And he has lived in the barren lands yet his face not on a postage stamp
He has been in many Countries yet he goes his own quiet way
And on any given subject he does not have much to say.

He has seen the mighty Pyramids and the Seven hills of Rome
And he knows of life in the world out there far from where he calls home
Yet you will not hear him talking of landscapes brown or green
And you will not hear him boasting of the things he has done and seen.

He raised his young son and young daughter on his own when his wife their mother died
Yet he does not look back on his life achievements with any sort of pride
The years are creeping up on him yet at heart he remains young
The noble unsung hero his praises are unsung.

He has been referred to by some as a child of the lesser gods
And he has survived the leans years and he has overcome the odds
Yet he never talks about himself and he keeps a low profile
An unsung quiet achiever free of conceit or guile.

The noble unsung hero of himself he never boast
To him others don't raise their glasses and to him drink a toast
His face not on a postage stamp he never speaks too loud
And he is just the silent fellow in the noisy crowd.
Francis Duggan
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