On A January Day

Brown butterflies dancing in the sun and the breeze On a January day close to thirty degrees The brown grass looks lifeless and the countryside as dry as it has ever been And only the trees and the bushes look green The air full of the buzzings of flies and of bees And the wallabies shelter from the sun in the shade of the trees For many weeks El Nino has been around Sucking every dropp of moisture from the ground In places miles distant and in places near In the news every day of more bushfires we do hear In these times of Climate Change many creeks are bone dry And the sun shining hot in the clear and blus sky And everywhere brown and dry nothing is growing And thistledown in the winds of Summer blowing.