Australia - South Australian Skies Poem by Paul Warren

The azure blue sky in the blazing sun we adore
The warm clear days where wedge tail eagles soar
See the sparkling blue waters in the Gulfs and Bight
Stand in the Red Centre with a million stars at night
The Southern Cross shines its light as a beacon won
For South Australians when their wandering is done

South Australian skies shine down on me
In a Great Southern Land where people are free
I want to end my days in our blazing sun
And be content here when my time has come

The dense pine trees forests near the Gambier Mount
The red dust of the aboriginal home lands count
A wide Murray River flows in the bright sunshine
While the Mallee wheat fields wave in golden divine
The Barossa Valley harvests its fine wine tastes
The Southern Vales in golden orchards foretastes

South Australian skies shine down on me
In a Great Southern Land where people are free
I want to end my days in our blazing sun
And be content here when my time has come

On Adelaide's plain as my home place
The beauty of the city in parklands face
The Adelaide Oval for sports year round
Festivals and concerts that are renowned
See the Clipsal 500 where racing cars are king
Or the Tour Down Under in a cycle race fling

South Australian skies shine down on me
In a Great Southern Land where people are free
I want to end my days in our blazing sun
And be content here when my time has come

There's Kangaroo Island to cut to the Chase
For their cheese, olive oil and other things to taste
At Easter there's Oakbank, a picnic for horse-racing
Jumping over logs in the hills as a race it is bracing
In the summer there is Glenelg for the beach goers
And Jetty Road stands for the shoppers and browsers

South Australian skies shine down on me
In a Great Southern Land where people are free
I want to end my days in our blazing sun
And be content here when my time has come

Finally there's Rundle Mall with Don Dunstan's balls
For Tourists and shoppers for stores and stalls
South Australians all live in a paradise found
In a free world country for others to astound
We were all free settlers not a convict one
Utopia was found for each daughter and son

South Australian skies shine down on me
In a Great Southern Land where people are free
I want to end my days in our blazing sun
And be content here when my time has come.

© Paul Warren Poetry