November In The Moyne Shire Poem by Francis Duggan

November In The Moyne Shire



The greenness of Spring is around me everywhere
And the songbirds are singing in the grove over there
Close to the house by the Southern Cross roadway
In Illowa it is a beautiful day
November in the Moyne Shire is a lovely time of year
In the prime of the Spring with Summer ever near
A freshening coastal breeze blowing from the south
On a beautiful evening to be out and about
A magpie is warbling on a sunlit wattle tree
And a magpie lark sings his familiar pee wee
And a shrike thrush is whistling and a blackbird does sing
In the warmth of the sun in the prime of the Spring
And the cattle on lush grass gaining weight by the day
With the calendar Summer just two weeks away.

Friday, February 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: november
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