Friday, September 25, 2020

On The First Of September

 In a mostly blue sky the sun it is shining and the nesting birds sing 
On the first of September and the first day of the calendar southern Spring
Nature's birds singing on the sunlit bushes and trees
And white butterflies dancing in the gentle breeze
Spring she arrived in the south at midnight
When the magpies were warbling in the moonlight
Silently without fanfare or pomp for her three months stay
And Nature to welcome her arrival has given us this beautiful day
The last breath of Winter may not yet be dead
But one can expect much warmer weaather in the days ahead
The countryside green by the old country town
But a few months of dry and warm weather may leave it looking brown
The Winter born lambs around their grazing mothers play
On the first of September such a beautiful day.

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