Tower Hill Poem by Francis Duggan

The countryside looks lush and greener after the recent rain
And the sheep and cattle with more grass to eat kilos in weight do gain
This place affected less by climate change or so 'twould seem that way
Through the undulating coastal landscape wafts the pleasant scent of hay
Tower Hill between Port Fairy and Warrnambool at it's finest to be seen
This beautiful coastal countryside has never looked so green
The goldfinches are singing on the gum and sheoak trees
And there is a certain freshness in the cool Pacific breeze
Tower Hill by the Pacific has inspired the bards to rhyme
This was a very ancient place long before the Dreamtime
Long before Tower Hill became a National Park in the shadow of the trees
The first Australian people danced their corroborees
It is a humbling feeling for to stand on sacred ground
In a place of an ancient history where beauty does abound.