In Illowa In August Poem by Francis Duggan

Undulating paddocks to the cliffs of the sea
Green beauty is everywhere all around me
Bright yellow flowers cloaking every wattle tree
In Illowa in August such great beauty to see
The beautiful flute like warbling songs so pleasant to hear
Of the birds who does sing every day of the year
On their breeding Season they even sing at night
The songs of the magpies a source for delight
The calls of the pee wees have a familiar ring
In August in Illowa a month from the Spring
And the tiny frogs singing in every pond and drain
They are known to be Nature's forecasters of rain
And behind the gray clouds the sun hidden away
In Illowa in Winter on an August day.