The Brolgas Are Dancing Poem by Francis Duggan

The Brolgas Are Dancing



On the roadside paddock where the short grass is brown
The brolgas are dancing near old Penshurst Town
They dance in the sunshine of a Summer's day
The beautiful brolgas red heads and light gray
The cranes of Australia so graceful and tall
A poem on them by the poet John Shaw Neilson i can readily recall
The native companions or brolgas he loved and did know
Danced by his old home many decades ago,
The brolgas are dancing a beautiful sight
In the roadside paddock in the evening sunlight
And as they are dancing one can hear them sing
A wonder of Nature and a beautiful thing
For one to behold and a memory to retain
And a memory to visit again and again.

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