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I have lived through many Autumns some sixty i recall
But i have never seen more butterflies and dragonflies than i have seen this Fall
They come out in the sunshine between the showers of rain
And when the sky clouds over and rain drizzles down they disappear again
Perhaps to shelter from the rain as we do 'tis an amazing sight
To see so many flying insects in the Autumn sunlight
Dragonflies of many a shape and size and millions of white butterflies...

Francis Duggan

I often do think of the beauty i've seen
When bluebells bloomed on the ditch of the bohreen
And hawthorns were cloaked in their white blossoms of May
In that old green Country from here far away

The dipper does sing where the Finnow does flow
Through fields where the rushes in clusters do grow
And where the shy male pheasant does cuck and crow
When the cool winds of Spring from the high country blow

The ever pleasant memories...

Francis Duggan

On Griffith Island in Port Fairy where the Moyne meets the sea
Renowned for it's huge breeding short tailed shearwater colony
The shearwaters are present there from early Spring to early Fall
Of the Southern Hemisphere shearwater colonies the biggest of all
Is at Griffith island near Port Fairy Town
For it's natural beauty and it's annual musical festival a place of renown
Though the short tailed Shearwaters in numbers decrease by the year
Due to...

Francis Duggan

On a budding birch tree the male robin on song
Near where old Finnow river goes babbling along
Though the wind from the high country by Clara Hill
Does blow with a touch of a wintery chill
In mid March in the earlier days of the Spring
When the early nesting birds are commencing to sing
The swallows not yet back on their breeding ground
And the chill of the Winter it is still around
And the old Finnow River in flood waters of brown
Babbles...

Francis Duggan

Across the sparsely treed countryside cool Autumn winds blow
Where the babbling brown waters of old Wannon flow
Through an old Land that does not have a known time span
That has existed long before the birth of the first woman and man

A Land that was old in the dinosaur time
That has inspired the makers of story and ballad and rhyme
To pen stories and poems and songs of this ancient countryside
Whose dark and brown soil many secrets do hide...

Francis Duggan