By The River Poem by Francis Duggan

The high paddocks lush in their Spring greenery
And clusters of bright yellow flowers on the old wattle tree
And the mud nest building magpie larks are calling out pee wee
On the golf course a couple of miles from the sea
The flute of the magpie melodious and clear
He sings his finest in the Spring of the year
I feel grateful to the Reaper for at least one more Spring
So lovely to hear the birds whistle and sing
So graceful to watch in the blue and grey sky
Above the golf course the dark welcome swallows fly
The musk duck and coot in the calm rivers waters for their food do dive
On a cool and sunny day in Spring 'tis good to be alive
By the river tranquillity is all around me
In Nature there is so much beauty to see.