Francis Duggan Poems

I love time out with Nature and I love peace and quiet
To walk along the gravel path in the evening sunlight
When the wild birds are singing and Spring is in her prime
And even memories of such inspire the soul to rhyme.
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An Englishman born with the great gift of rhyme
He lived in the Yukon in his glorious prime
A master wordsmith of the twentieth century
He glorified Dan Mgrew and Sam Magee.
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All through your great life journey you follow your destiny
And where you are living at today is where you are meant to be
And whether you live in your Hometown or from there live far away
It all goes back to destiny where you are at today
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For to make a better World to live in you can help in no small way
You can live by love and kindness do a good deed every day
You cannot be kind to others if your higher self you can't embrace
And that applies to everybody of every culture and every race.
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'Tis written of the man who murdered Lincoln that he was not right in the head
But of anyone who commits such a crime the same thing can be said
But in truth he only was fulfilling his life's destiny
And none of us are perfect or so 'twould seem to me.
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All the seats had been taken save the one next to me
And blond haired young woman sat on it she glanced my way briefly
And by that one sharp glance from her between the lines I read
That conversation would be nil a silent ride ahead.
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Suppose we all do look at things differently
The hero to you not a hero to me
Your hero renowned for his skills at football
Yet the hero to some not a hero to all
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Where he lives none does help you when you are down
The one out of work in the poor side of town
A young man in his early twenties with life struggling to cope
Though of finding employment he is not without hope.
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Have you ever wondered what life's all about
And your worth as a person do you often doubt?
Believe me on that you are not on your own
Self doubt is a thing that so many have known.
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The migratory bird does have a tiny brain
But it seems beyond scientists to even try to explain
How they make it to the far south of the World from the far north and then back again
The mysteries of Nature as mysteries remain.
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