Where The Hopkins River Flows Into The Sea

On a beautiful November evening where the Hopkins flows into the sea
People on the beach with their dogs walking enjoying the sunshine before tea
It is such beautiful weather in the prime of the southern Spring
How lovely to hear a male blackbird such a beautiful song he does sing

Where the Hopkins flows into the Pacific by Moygil such a beautiful place
Sacred to the tribal people of the Dreamtime the great southern land's first race
At Moygil overlooking where the river meets the ocean they danced their corroborees
On warm evenings in Summer in the cool of the freshening breeze

The warbling flute like songs of the magpies are always a joy for to hear
The birds who sing in all weather and Seasons and every day of the year
In Nature there is so much beauty at all times of year to admire
The natural beauty i witness this evening to creativity an artist or writer would inspire

On this November evening in late Spring made cool by a freshening breeze
On weather temperatures so close to perfect a high of twenty two degrees
People on the beach their dogs are walking enjoying the sunshine before tea
When Nature she does look her finest where the Hopkins River flows into the sea.