A March Evening In Warrnambool

The silver gulls mewing above Lady Bay And in the blue sunny sky just a few clouds of gray The welcome swallows chasing flying insects do chirp as they fly The dark fleet winged speedsters of the southern sky The children do laugh on their way home from school On a beautiful March evening in Warrnambool Near where the Merri waters deep, dark and slow On towards the great Pacific ocean does flow The rumble of the white surf waves in the distance i hear Earthly Utopia to this place would have to be near The leaves on the deciduous trees turning to brown. In Autumn so much natural beauty in Warrnambool Town To be in a place so scenic and peaceful how lucky can one be The luckiest man in the World must be me