On This The Twenty Eight Of September Poem by Francis Duggan

On this the twenty eight of September a marvelous Spring day
In the sunny blue sky just a few clouds of gray
The wild birds are singing in the park by the bay
Earthly Utopia from here cannot be far away
The park lush and green after recent showers
And the capeweed in bloom in their yellow flowers
Quite amazing the natural beauty created by rain
With such pleasant weather how can one complain
The warbling songs so pleasant to hear
Of the white backed magpies who sing every day of the year
On a forecast high for the day of a balmy eighteen degrees
White butterflies are dancing in the gentle breeze
With Nature at her finest for to be seen
And everywhere looking so healthy and green.