Out There In The Wood Poem by Francis Duggan

I long for a place far from the noisy street
Out there by the woods in a shady retreat
Away from human made noise in a place pollution free
Where birds chirp and sing on every bush and tree.

The buzz of the traffic as it pass up and down
On the noisy main street of the busy big Town
Out there in the wood where the creek babbles by
The crimson rosellas they sing as they fly.

Out there in the Wood in the green Countryside
The beauty of Nature and peace does abide
The magpies and butcherbirds pipe all day long
And there's a beautiful lilt to the shrike thrush's song.

Away from the traffic and the noisy crowd
Where only the rumble of thunder is loud
In Nature's lush garden where the air is clean
And all around you beauty is to be seen.

Out there in the wood 'tis a beautiful day
Where the creek from the high Country babbles it's way
On to the big river that flows to the sea
The wood by the mountain is calling to me.