On October The First

With the sun on their dark wings In the clear blue sky The swallows in pursuit of flying insects fly The countryside looking lush and green after the recent showers And in the paddocks large bunches of yellow cape flowers The golden billed male blackbirds in the sunshine sing On October the first in the southern Spring Overnight it was cold with a chill in the breeze But the day it has warmed to twenty degrees The birds who do sing every day of the year The warbling of the magpies always pleasant to hear And the birds who build mud nest high on fork of tree The magpie larks sing their familiar pee wee White butterflies in the sunshine flitting about In this beautiful place in the coastal far south.