On the roadside paddock where the short grass is brown <br />The brolgas are dancing near old Penshurst Town <br />They dance in the sunshine of a Summer's day <br />The beautiful brolgas red heads and light gray <br />The cranes of Australia so graceful and tall <br />A poem on them by the poet John Shaw Neilson i can readily recall <br />The native companions or brolgas he loved and did know <br />Danced by his old home many decades ago, <br />The brolgas are dancing a beautiful sight <br />In the roadside paddock in the evening sunlight <br />And as they are dancing one can hear them sing <br />A wonder of Nature and a beautiful thing <br />For one to behold and a memory to retain <br />And a memory to visit again and again.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-brolgas-are-dancing/
