At last! Summer be gone.
Pleased am I to bid you farewell.
A summer hotter than in any other eon.
Of days sweltering under scorching sun.
My garden. Brown, crisp, dry and parched,
Awaits and welcomes Autumn rains.
Thirsts be slaked as empty dams refilled
Livestock gather at water’s rim.
Farmer’s dreams fulfilled
And frogs and fish begin to swim
Days when heat is endless
Sap energy and will
Leaves us all defenceless
And pray for time until,
Days when Gum trees sigh.
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