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Country Life


Country Life

COUNTRY LIFE

Wisps of fog rise lazily
In the chill of early morn
Sunlight rims the mountains
And a fresh, new day is born

Horses prancing happily
With panting breaths of steam
Resembling playful dragons
From a fairy tale type dream

The sheep with woolly blankets
To keep the cold at bay
Will graze in quite contentment
To pass the hours of day

And here and there a rabbit
With their cheeky tails of white
Observe me for a moment
Then scurry out of sight

On the wings of early sunshine
The morning fog has fled
And silhouettes of trees are formed
As morning shadows spread

The scent from eucalyptus trees
Fill the morning air
It mingles with the wildflowers
To produce a perfume rare

And just beyond the river
There's a stand of wattle trees
Their yellow globes of blossom
Dancing in the slightest breeze

Now, the crimson breast of sunrise
Brings such pleasure to the eye
Showing distant mountain ranges
Adorned with clear blue sky

The early rays of sunshine
With their tender, warming light
Reveal all nature's treasures
That were hidden through the night

And the sunlight on the river
Bestows a gentle, silver sheen
And the grass-clad banks around it
Are a soft and glossy green

The river greets the morning
With the tranquil, restful tone
Of the playful sound of water
Cascading over beds of stone

I gaze at white-faced cattle
And watch them as they drink
And it gives me pause for wonder
It gives me pause to think

That as I view these wondrous sights
With beauties so diverse
I may hold the pad and pencil
But Mother Nature writes the verse

A photograph could not do justice
To this setting free of strife
For it would lack the sounds of nature
It would lack the voice of life

The fragrant air grows sweeter
With the smell of fresh, turned earth
Where seeds of grain are sleeping
Until nature gives them birth

And a magpie in the branches
Of a towering, giant gum tree
Sings a song that boasts so proudly
That it lives a life that's free

Free to sing and free to glide
Across the spacious lands
To espy the wondrous beauties
That are formed by nature's hands

And in this morning splendour
And the happiness it brings
Just like that warbling magpie
My heart also sings

Though farm life can be trying
When the seasons rise and fall
A life lived in the country
Is the sweetest life of all

And when I survey the beauties
That nature has to give
It will fill my heart with happiness
In each day that I live

K.D. Abbott © 2007


    
Country LifeNOTE:
Almost one third of Australia's species
of wattle will flower in winter. Because
some species also flower in summer, autumn
and spring, this means that somewhere in
Australia wattle is blooming throughout the year.


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