August Day Poem by Francis Duggan

Rain drizzling from a sky that is sunless and gray
For August one can say a typical day
Less than a month from the first of the calendar southern Spring
The white backed magpies in the parkland does sing
The warbling notes always pleasant to hear
Of the birds who do sing every day of the year
The tiny breeding frogs singing in every pond and drain
And the countryside green after the recent rain
With such mild Winter weather few would wish to complain
Sufficent Winter rainfall always the farmers gain
Looking quite resplendent after the recent showers
The wattles in full bloom cloaked in their yellow flowers
And no mistaking the familiar call of the pee wee
Where Nature's green beauty is all around me.