The sun it grows warmer as the temperatures rise <br />And the air it is full of the buzzing of flies <br />The creek it is empty the roadside drain is bone dry <br />And in the distance the smoke of the bush fire billows to the sky, <br />The paddocks brown and bare for miles and miles around <br />And the sun has soaked every dropp of moisture from the ground <br />The cattle are sheltering in the shade of the trees <br />On a warm day in January with just a faint breeze <br />A top of 35 degrees the weather forecaster says so <br />And on the roadside fence a lone pale eyed crow <br />Is cawing in the warm sunshine of a warm day <br />And butterflies with brown spots on their wings of gray <br />In the sunlit garden from flower to flower fly <br />And not a rain cloud in the blue Summer sky.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-warm-summer-s-day/
