Winter In July

The rain drizzling down from a sunless gray sky
On a typical Winter's day of the southern July
And yet the flute like notes are quite pleasant to hear
Of the magpie who sings every day of the year
And the wattle trees resplendent in the cold Winter showers
Quite lovely to behold cloaked in their yellow flowers
They will have lost their blooms come September in the early Spring
The marvels of Nature such an amazing thing
On all Seasons of the year and every day
Her Seasonal beauty is always on display
To say that's Nature's beauty is dormant in Winter is surely a lie
Her beauty is not Seasonal it never does die
July's Wintery weather wet and windy on the side of cold
Yet the wattles cloaked in their yellow flowers lovely to behold.