In The Park By The Bay Poem by Francis Duggan

How lovely to walk in the park by the bay
And hear the birds chirp and sing on a nice sunny day
The weather near perfect just a gentle breeze
Of a forecast high of twenty three degrees
A magpie is fluting on a wattle tree
And the magpie larks sing their familiar pee wee
In the sunny sky mostly blue just a few clouds of gray
Utopia from this place cannot be far away
The chestnut teal dabbling in the park lake
The distinctive quacking of the female the soft piping of the drake
The litle grebes and the coots for their food are diving the harsh cries of the swamphen
On a nice sunday morning just a tad after ten
The rumblings of the surf waves in the distance I hear
To Utopia 'twould seem such a place is near.