By The Blackwater

Rich green fields stretch on either side of the Blackwater Grazed on by cattle fit for slaughter Dark brown waters flows slowly along And orange breasted robin carols his song. Sun blazing bright in a clear blue sky, Salmon and trout jumping for fly On this pleasant sunday afternoon in May Green meadows are wearing their wildflower array. A piebald mare and her colt foal A leggy creature with hair dark as coal Shelter from the sun and bees Under boughs of leafy trees. A pair of swans as white as snow In sunlit pool swim to and fro, I find it hard to describe in words The beauty of these splendid birds. Here on clover grass I lie Under a bright and sunny sky By a river wide and grand Flowing through the best of land.