In Early September

In early September near the prime of the Spring The nesting wild songbirds chirp, whistle and sing In cool enough weather of a high fifteen degrees Of sporadic sunshine and rain in the breeze The sheep and cattle on nutritious young grass everyday weight do gain And the farmers are happy without cause to complain From Nature a gift to the countryside rain Those who farm the land they are smiling again In the paddocks that look healthy and lush and green Wildflowers in abundance in clusters to be seen An old fellow says heavy September rain makes for a good Spring At this time of year this is such a good thing The song of the blackbird melodious and clear And the warbling of the magpie is a joy for to hear.