A Beautiful Place Poem by Francis Duggan

The lorikeets chirp on the flowering gum trees it is such a beautiful day
And through the sunlit gardens the butterflies flit tiny dark spots on their wings of gray
The parklands and gardens lovely in their flowers and only a slight Summer breeze
The temperatures perfect for the time of year a tad over twenty degrees.

From this beautiful Country and beautiful place Utopia cannot be far away
For to view the beauty around us that is Nature's own money we do not have to pay
I could happily live here till the day I die surrounded by beauty so rare
No factory chimney billowing up black smoke and clean is the warm Summer air.

A painter could sketch such a beautiful place a poet about it could write
The birds chirp and whistle on bushes and trees in the early afternoon sunlight
The voices of the mynas one cannot mistake distinctive even in their song
You hear them once and you will know them again them you never ought to get wrong.

I could happily live here till the day I die this is such a beautiful place
Where Nature is happy and colourful and bright with a warm sunny smile on her face
A beautiful day in a beautiful clime a tad over twenty degrees
The lorikeets chirping on the flowering gums their wings as green as the leaves of the trees.