In Early September

In early September near the prime of the Spring
The nesting wild songbirds chirp, whistle and sing
In cool enough weather of a high fifteen degrees
Of sporadic sunshine and rain in the breeze
The sheep and cattle on nutritious young grass everyday weight do gain
And the farmers are happy without cause to complain
From Nature a gift to the countryside rain
Those who farm the land they are smiling again
In the paddocks that look healthy and lush and green
Wildflowers in abundance in clusters to be seen
An old fellow says heavy September rain makes for a good Spring
At this time of year this is such a good thing
The song of the blackbird melodious and clear
And the warbling of the magpie is a joy for to hear.