Illowa In January

The freshening breeze blowing uphill from Gorman's Bay Carries in it the sweet scent of freshly baled hay The sun shining bright in the sky blue and gray In Illowa it is a beautiful day Though the brown and dry paddocks could do with some rain With such a nice evening it seems hard to complain The warm air full of the buzzing of bush flies and bees And white butterflies seemingly dance in the breeze Contented cattle lay chewing their cuds in the shade of the trees On a pleasant weather temperature high for the day of twenty two degrees In Illowa of the Moyne Shire in January in the Summer's prime A place very old even in the Dreamtime Earthly Utopia it cannot be too far away From Illowa on this nice January day.