The weather rather chilly it is cold enough to snow <br />And the flat paddocks under water where the Powlett river overflow <br />And even in the distance one can hear the ocean roar <br />As the tide up the beach races and splash on rocks along the shore. <br /> <br />Yet the magpie he is fluting on this gray August day <br />He and his wife are nest building Spring cannot be far away <br />And though rain is in the forecast and in the freshening breeze <br />The wattlebirds are cackling on the flowering banksia trees. <br /> <br />Between Dalyston and Kilcunda flooded paddocks all around <br />And sheep and cattle from the flooding have moved to the higher ground <br />And though the weather not that pleasant Spring with every day draws near <br />And September is so lovely in the Southern Hemisphere. <br /> <br />An August day in South West Gippsland the air has a wintery chill <br />And a flooded Powlett river it flows bank high down the hill <br />And though the sky looks gray and gloomy and the rain in drizzle fall <br />The magpie he is singing and the spur winged plover call.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-august-day-in-south-west-gippsland/
