Glen Iris Poem by Francis Duggan

On trees on the streets and parks of leafy Glen Iris the mynas sing in the morning sunlight
And flowers are blooming in the Suburban gardens and everywhere is looking green and bright
As near a place as you'll find to Utopia a poet of this place such great poems could write
And despite the buzz of traffic on the highway Nature's beauty fill the senses with delight.


The white backed magpies piping in the sun shine their flute like songs one never could mistake
And on the flowering trees the wattle birds are calling you know them by the hoarse like sounds they make
And white butterflies above the grass are flitting frail things of beauty in the gentle breeze
And the temperatures even in the shade are slowly rising a forecast high today of 35 degrees.

I feel so lucky out amongst such beauty for Nature's beauty is a marvellous thing
The distinctive chirping of the noisy miner his voice to it has a distinctive ring,
The flowering gums in their bright red flowers look resplendent and Nature's beauty is all around me
And every day we learn from Mother Nature and in her World such great beauty for to see.

The distinctive chirpings of the rainbow lories I could come to this Parkland every day
But I am just a stranger in Glen Iris and from Glen Iris I live far away
Still these beautiful memories I will take with me of sunshine and bird song in January
In Glen Iris the quiet and leafy suburb where song birds sing and chirp on every tree.