Native Companions Dancing Poem by John Shaw Neilson

Native Companions Dancing

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On the blue plains in wintry days
The stately birds move in the dance.
Keen eyes have they, and quaint old ways
On the blue plains in wintry days.
The Wind, their unseen Piper, plays,
They strut, salute, reatreat, advance;
On the blue plains, in wintry days,
These stately birds move in the dance

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Arlene Hope 09 May 2019

thank you for your wonderful words so our next generation of children will learn to love the Native companions

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John Shaw Neilson

Penola, South Australia
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