Though I Can Tell Apart

Though I can tell apart a currawong from a crow So little about Nature I realize I do know But we learn as we live as the wise one does say And of Nature we learn something new every day In September in early Spring so pleasant to hear The birds who do sing every day of the year The magpies are warbling on gum trees nearby That they are marvelous songsters seems hard to deny Above the sunlit paddocks in the blue and gray sky The dark welcome swallows in pursuit of flying insects fly Nearby under house eaves they have young in their mud nest For them from hunting for food little time forrest With seven striped young emus for him for to care Father emu of danger seems ever aware He feels ever wary of the threat to his family about For foxes and feral cats and aerial predators he keeps a look out Of Nature I know little in truth I can say But of her I does learn something new every day And of her and her ways there is so much to know But my wonderment of her it only does grow.