March The First

F Francis Duggan
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On the first day of March in the Moyne Shire the first day of the Southern Fall The weather is so very warm it does not feel like Autumn at all The sun glowing bright in the blue sky on a weather temperature high for the day of thirty three degrees Even in the shade it is quite warm with only a very slight breeze In a voice that is familiar to many and a voice that is familiar to me A white backed magpie is warbling on a high branch of a sunlit gum tree His kind among Australia's finest feathered songsters does sing every day of the year Their flute like notes heard in all sorts of weather and always a joy for to hear The dry grass in the dry paddocks the color of sun faded hay And out of the sun in the tree shade the cattle chewing their cuds do lay Of white butterflies there are many seemingly dancing in the sunny sky So little time for them for living the sun on their wings as they fly The first day of the calendar Autumn it is quite warm in the Moyne Shire On what is a total fire ban day one lit match could start a huge fire.

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